ScaredCat

Entrepreneur/Go getter

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

The taste abd texture and density must not change oh, I need to brag to my nieces and nephews about the biscuit that made my childhood snacking time fun.

[OkinBiscuitsLimited @OkinBiscuits]

AFTER 17 YEARS… THE LINE RUNS AGAIN.
25/08/2026 Yesterday marked a significant milestone in the journey to bring Okin Biscuits back.
For the first time in 17 years, biscuits rolled off one of our rehabilitated production lines at the factory in Offa. We had to rebuild the line after having all cables, frequency drives, contactors, motors and other electronic components stolen
This was a technical TRIAL RUN - NOT a product trial. At this stage, we were not concerned about colour, appearance or achieving the final Okin recipe. The objective was simple: Can we bring this line, silent for 17 years, back to life? And we did !
And there was another major milestone: IBEDC officially connected the factory to a 33Kva Band A electricity grid today.
There is still work ahead. More testing. More calibration. More rehabilitation. And, of course, getting that familiar Okin taste and quality exactly right before the biscuits return to the market.
But today, we celebrate progress.
The machines are turning.
The ovens are firing.
The biscuits are beginning to roll out again.
One step at a time. Okin is coming back.
#OkinBiscuits #OkinIsComingBack #Since1980 #MadeInNigeria #Offa #Ijagbo

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@peculiarchichii @ChisomAgbafor How about the father's? Father's can't stay home to school their children? Why is the unintelligent and low quality have to be the mother?

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@Legbetiofficial It is demeaning!

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@chinenyeway @kunle_kenny So she should have kept mute in the face of assault and abuse? I pity the women in your family who would think they are confiding in a human being not knowing they are confiding in a goat

[Shahriq Khan @RealShahriqKhan]

You know what shook me when I was Muslim?

The story of Hosea. God tells a prophet to marry a woman He knows will betray him.

She does. She runs to other men. She ends up enslaved, sold, used up, worthless to the world.

And God tells Hosea to go BUY HER BACK.

To pay money for his own wife who cheated on him, and love her again. Hosea 3.

I thought it was the most humiliating command in the Bible. Why would any man do that?

Then I realized I was the wife.

I gave my heart to everything but God. I chased other masters. I sold myself cheap. I made myself worthless.

And God looked at me, the betrayer, and didn’t say “you’re not worth it.”

He said, “Name the price. I’m buying her back.”

That’s the Gospel. God doesn’t wait for the unfaithful to come crawling back clean.

He pays to redeem them while they’re still dirty.

Islam told me to make myself worthy of God.

Hosea showed me a God who pays to redeem the unworthy.

The cross was Him naming the price.

Praise the Lord.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@KABADIZ @dammiedammie35 Someone who let his tenants stay for free in his houses in Abuja during lockdown? Let them live rent free? Na he is not capping.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@lavezzedout My dad has been a widower for 13 years and he is 82 next week, he lives with me and I can never get tired of his gist and even add serious dramatic effects to his explanation of any incidents. He tells me everything including how he swept the compound.

[Lady B - IYALODE OF X @mobola_ade]

My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS.

That is, I live with sickle cell disease.
My parents are both AS.

Oh, they They knew.
They were told.
They still married.

They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences.

I am the consequence.

I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear.

In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different.

By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat.

At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell.
We were both SS.

That day changed me forever.

My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…”
But the damage had already been done.

Sometimes I forgive them.
Sometimes I resent them deeply.
Both feelings live in me.

In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior.

What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode.
They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate.

And Relationships?
That’s another wound.

I’ve been loved… briefly.
The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly.

One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested.

Then one day, he stopped calling.

That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed.

Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other.

I am strong, yes.
But I am tired.

If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that

I didn’t ask to be a lesson.
But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters.

That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!.

Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@MayMayspeaks 2 leg. I have 2 legs

[Dr. Priyam Bordoloi @DocPriyamMD]

Today during evening ward rounds, I almost had a full verbal argument with an attendant.
The kind that stays with you long after duty ends.

A 39-year-old woman.
Eyes so yellow they didn’t look real.
A distended abdomen, tense with fluid.

She had been admitted 3 days ago.

She came with her elder sister.
No male attendant.
No money.

They told us they couldn’t afford tests.
So we helped activate Ayushman.
All investigations were arranged free.

Her reports were alarming:
Bilirubin: 21 (normal ≈ 1)
Hemoglobin: 6.1
Liver enzymes (AST,ALT) badly deranged

This wasn’t “jaundice that will settle.”
This was serious liver disease.

Treatment was started.

The next day, her husband arrived.
The sister was sent home.

He asked only one question again and again:

“When will she be discharged?”
“There are children at home.”
“She needs to take care of the house.”

We explained calmly:
This is not a minor illness.
Recovery is slow.
Evaluation takes time.

He looked angry.
We did an ultrasound.
In simple words, we explained to him:
Her liver is enlarged.
There are signs of hepatitis.
And the main vein carrying blood to the liver may be blocked.
(When that vein is blocked, blood backs up, fluid collects in the abdomen, and the liver slowly fails.)

We sent viral markers.
Hepatitis A, B, C, E.
HIV.
Leptospira.
Scrub typhus.

Conservative treatment continued
because in this situation, aggressive treatment can do more harm than good.

Then we advised one more test:
CECT abdomen.
That’s when he snapped.
“You doctors are only doing tests.”
“I don’t have money.”
"I am tired of running around."
"Whatever happens to her let it happen, i can't do more than this"

We explained again:
All tests are free under Ayushman.
Money is not the issue here.
And it's not been 2 days, this kind of presentation needs a detailed workup

This CT will decide whether the vein is blocked or not.
And treatment depends on it.
The CT was done.
Today, the report came.
Cirrhosis of the liver

Her bilirubin had improved from 21 to 17.
Yes, there were signs of improvement.
But cirrhosis is chronic.
It needs time.
And more evaluation to find the cause.
We explained this gently.

That’s when he said:
“No more tests. I’m taking my wife home. Today.”
Negotiation failed.
Reasoning failed.

And then… I lost my calm.

In front of others, I said:
“So you’re basically killing your wife.”
“Is that because you want to get married again?”
He froze.
He wasn’t expecting that.
Maybe no one had ever said it out loud before.
After a long silence, he agreed to stay.
I don’t know for how long.

But today reminded me of something medicine never teaches you:
Sometimes the disease is not the biggest threat.
Sometimes it’s
impatience, denial, and abandonment
from the very people the patient depends on most.

In times like this, all we need is patience.
Because if our loved ones abandon us when we are sick…
who will stay?

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@Mz_Tosyn You should have just covered your nose with your palm and scrunched up your face in disgust before telling him to go see a dentist.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@Hadhanr Being alive. I'm grateful for being here because for a moment in October I felt I was done. But I'm here, I'm standing.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@Richard48700706 @Owiggy_ That's a difficult one, I had to stand as witness for my cousin in the exact situation and I still see it in my mind. May God comfort you and make healing easy. So sorry.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@OurFavOnlineDoc That something as free and mundane as walking is now seemed as carelessness in parts of Nigeria. Can't go on a walk in the morning for fear of being attacked in this Abuja. It breaks my heart that as small and easy as it seems, we can't do it without fear.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@HQNigerianArmy This was swift.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@the_onbeatable @OurFavOnlineDoc May God make it easy for you. Children see how their parents treat each other and they store it in their brain subconsciously. You saw how your step dad has been with your mum and that is why you are looking to take care of him.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@Kagarko_tourist @DangoteGroup You are accepting condolences on behalf of a family that doesn't even know you? Wow

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@GovWike Unfortunately the Abuja environmental protection board is yet to do anything about my complaint. I have copies of my complaint dated 15th February 2024 and 31 July 2024. It's been a few years of not sleeping well and I am exhausted. @GovWike please can you do something about it

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

@GovWike good evening sir, i have no other means to reach you but this medium and I am hope that you will come acr this. Sir, I am at my wits end and I need solutions to this problem of noise pollution. You may ask why I haven't reported to the appropriate office BUT I have.

[ScaredCat @Mabinisangel]

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