Lelouch VI

| pharm.D in a bit💊 | anime⛩️🇳🇬 |
health and fitness | remote work | web3 and degen |

[Oluwatimileyin✨🦋 @Timmysofine]

If we apologized to children more, we would have more adults that accept accountability for their actions.

[Ọmọ Akin @GuyMr10]

Day 27 @officialABAT @seyimakinde 🚨

#BringBackOurPeople

[Sam Otigba @SamuelOtigba]

If you’re Nigerian and you didn’t drop litter in your environment today, like & RT. I want to check something.

[tammy† @tammyfrmdao]

for fela mind now he go think say he witness bad government.

[NEFERTITI @firstladyship]

INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.

They are systematically deleting the Voter Registration of certain demographics. Kindly rush to their portal & check to make sure that your CVR Registration is still valid & is found.

RETWEET MASSIVELY & SPREAD THE WORD!

[Dekunle27 @dekunlz]

For kidnapping to stop in Nigeria , they need to start executing kidnappers publicly

[Elnathan John @elnathan_john]

The most popular drug store around my campus in university was run by a guy called Afrika. Many people called him doctor. His drug store was in the building off-campus where I lived for over four years and my door was right next to his. He sold over the counter and prescription medication (almost always without the need for any prescriptions). He gave injections. The rumours were that a few people who went in there with suspicions of pregnancy came out cleansed and freed from that burden. Afrika was a miracle worker.

There was no evidence that Afrika was a pharmacist. He did not display any academic qualifications, which was common for pharmacists. But no one asked either. They just knew that he had performed wonders in the lives of others and came in for their own little salvation. There were code names for things sold that were not on display, but I was not curious enough to find out what exactly. I only knew that people came with problems and left with some form of relief. How long that relief lasted, I do not know. I was a law student, not an investigative reporter.

On the other side of campus there was another drug store run by another man who at least claimed he was a licensed pharmacist. That was where you went when Afrika's miracles needed a follow up. He was a very friendly fellow and each time I went there to get some malaria medication or vitamin C, we would banter and laugh.

A close friend of mine called me very late one night, with an emergency. She did not want anyone to know, and especially not her sister, who I was also in contact with. I had seen her early that morning rushing somewhere she would not say, except that it was out of town.

When I got to her room off campus, she was rolling over in pain, bleeding. I was afraid to ask where she had been and what had happened.

I have cramps she said and asked me to make her a hot water bottle. I boiled some water and poured into the plastic container which she held to her stomach. As the minutes passed she groaned even louder, and bled more. It became clear to me that these were no ordinary stomach cramps. And this certainly was beyond the powers of Afrika.

She also insisted that she did not want to be rushed to a hospital. So I called my closest male friend at the time who was thankfully in his room on campus. We put her on a motorcycle and I held her up. When we got to the other side of campus, the pharmacy was of course closed, but I knew that the man had a room in the back that he sometimes lived in. So I called his phone and knocked frantically, afraid that she was losing consciousness.

After a few minutes an irritated face peeped through the metal bars and he said, what is it?

It is Elnathan, I said. I have an emergency.

Go to the hospital, he said.

She doesn't want to go to the hospital I whispered and I think she is losing consciousness.

Cursing under his breath he opened the door and asked us to come in. We carried her inside and my friend waited outside.

I am only doing this because of you, he said. I would never open to anyone else at this time of the night. I should not be doing this.

Thank you, I said.

He began to ask me questions, none of which I knew the answers to. Did she take any medication? Did she do anything? Where did she go before this?

Then he took her into a back room and after a while he emerged and told me he knew what it was.

I don't know who saw her before this but they did a terrible job, he said. She would have died.

He gave her a couple of shots and some other medication which he insisted she take exactly as prescribed. He cleaned her up and told us we could take her back home.

On the way back none of us said anything. None of us asked what happened. My friend left and I took her back to her room and spent the night there, occasionally reheating the water for the bottle. The only thing she told me was that when I saw her rushing out in the morning, she was leaving Zaria for Jos and came back late in the evening.

Between the bleeding, the medication she got from the pharmacist and the looks he gave me, him telling me, "you people should be more careful", I pieced together at least some of what had gone wrong. We never talked about this. She got better and we all pretended this never happened.

I think about that night often. I wonder what would have happened if she had died in my arms, with all the answers I did not have. I think of that man, whose (likely illegal) actions saved her life. I think of all the backrooms where medical procedures occurred, quite regularly, all of the prescription medication so readily available to anyone who could afford them, all of the lives both ruined and saved by people who provided services the state should have been providing or regulating.

[Baddy of Lagos 👑 @_belikebaddy]

Another day to remind you that these young children and teachers are still in the forest, retweet this and share till they are rescued.

[Ozedikus Nwanne @Ozedikus]

The good thing about life is that we get to die. Can you imagine someone like tinubu being immortal?

[oseni rufai @ruffydfire]

There is no data privacy in Nigeria

INEC should be sued for data breaches

[Ọmọ Akin @GuyMr10]

Bandits are in the bush, you can’t track them, but you can track and arrest a Ratel Member teaching Nigerians how to register for PVC ahead of 2027 election. Jokers !

#FreeLivinusNow ✊

[Blessing @Effiongsbaby]

Nigeria parents are whatwillpeoplesayaholic.

[KWEKU THE HUSTLER @Urchilla01]

But something has been bugging me.

Dr. Chudi Nwike was AD national secretary and ACN national vice-chairman (South East)

He was kidnapped along Abuja-Auchi Road in 2013 and eventually murdered.

His killer was caught and sentenced to 20 years in prison.

Tinubu became president and granted his killer a presidential pardon.

Why would Tinubu grant the killer of one of his earliest and strongest political allies a presidential pardon?

Something feels off here, and I'm gonna dig until I find out what it is

[USAGI-Rx @JORMUNGAND_rr]

I spoke to an emergency medicine pharmacist working in the US and it was eye opening.
He told us about a patient's case with intense tachycardia and how he made the call on the dosing of the drug with the nurse and doctor following his lead and I realised the Nigerian healthcare system is apocalyptic because it is controlled by Nigerian doctors.

In the Nigerian hospital setting the doctor wants to do everything, they don't let any other profession specialise and increase the depth of their knowledge.

We need to do better for our patients, everything can't rely on one profession.

[tt✮⋆ @Bluebirdeyessss]

I love the word "interesting" cuz it's so chaotically neutral

[Lelouch VI @Jude_inyang]

White water.

[kuki @kumxem]

ur gangster name is the colour of ur shirt and the last thing u drank. WHO are you?

[Matt🍫 @jbmillenial]

I promise you, nobody returns from the hands of these kidnappers thesame, some people die after their release, some take their lives, some become psychologically damaged, some will carry that trauma forever!

[Benson @BNXN]

Every year we try to outwork the ever failing system of leadership in Nigeria and It’s the most painful and exhausting thing ever.

Injustice against one is injustice against ALL.

Till the family in another state is safe , we all will never be safe. 🇳🇬

[HOT LEGS BIBI🙄 @ButterBibi]

It’s like you people are not aware of what is happening…
They caught bandits that came to pick ransom money in Ajah…Ajah o
After Ajah, Lekki
They caught bandits on the island!

Jisos!

[Goz @SanjitheSage]

Odumeje stood on his pulpit and called out Tinubu, he has more balls than your daddy GO