Dear Nigerians,
Do you remember the nursing students that refused to sing “na our mama be this O? They were barred from writing their nursing exam.
Justice Crack is a blogger. He exposed the poor feeding conditions in the military. He was arrested. The DSS paraded him today.
Joy Ezeugwu, the nurse who reported about the poor conditions of Uwani -Enugu Hospital has been arrested as well. She was arrested by men from Police Force Headquarters Annex, Enugu.
Nigeria is now a full-blown dictatorship.
Your civic space is shrinking everyday. Press Freedom is under attack. Freedom of Speech is being censored. The NADECOs are afraid of your voice. JUNE 12 People are no democrats.
It’s Justice Crack, Joy Ezeugwu, & our Nursing students in Delta State today, it could be you tomorrow. Justice & Joy MUST be freed & reunited with his loved ones, THEY MUST !!!
The nursing students must be allowed to write their nursing exam in Delta. Nigerians WAKE UP
Please go & register for your PVC. We must end their wicked reign of impunity & tyranny. 😩💔
Women who prioritize their peace over pressure.
Women who won’t beg for bare minimum
Women who are soft but not foolish.
Women who can walk away and not look back>>>>>>>>>>>>
After your triplets spent weeks in the NICU due to prematurity, you were discharged only to go home and get gbere (traditional incisions) on their head, chin and cheeks.
Now they're back in the hospital with sepsis.
Six midwives died in pursuit of their professional growth and the silence from national leadership has been louder than any condolence. Grief deserves compassion. Loss deserves acknowledgement. Leadership must show up when it matters most
Silence in such a moment sends the wrong
One Nigeria actor is crying that doctors are paid 400k in Nigeria hospitals.
Should we tell him what nurses are paid? 😂
Na like twelve buckets of tears then to pack from him house. 🤲🏻
NO DOCTOR FINGERS A WOMAN IN LABOUR.
THIS IS A GREAT INSULT TO ALL THE HARDWORKING OBSTETRICS DOCTORS WORLD WIDE.
THE TWO FINGERS INSERTED TO EXAMINE ARE THE EYES OF THE OBSTETRICIAN.
A Hospital Is Not a Bedroom: Notes from a Labour Room
Dear Alhaji,
Young man, let me correct you, and I will do it calmly, and I wqill do it clearly, and I will do it firmly.
What you have said reveals not wickedness but ignorance, and ignorance is loud when it is unchecked. You imagine the labour room as a place of loose hands and careless intentions, but the labour room is a place of gloves and protocols and measured breath. Doctors, male or female do not enter a woman’s body for pleasure or curiosity. We enter because the cervix speaks a language only touch can translate, and because dilation is a story the eyes cannot read. We examine to know if labour has begun, and to know how far it has gone, and to know if mother and child are still safe in the storm of contractions. It is clinical, and it is careful, and it is bound by rules stronger than desire.
And let me tell you what is often missing from your joke: pain.
The cervix is not a doorbell. It is a ring of nerves, and when it is touched in labour, it answers with fire. Women tighten their fists. Some whisper prayers. Some cry. Some beg us to stop. And we feel it too, not in our bodies but in our conscience, because causing discomfort is not our joy, and inflicting pain is not our sport. But sometimes, pain is the small price paid to avoid the larger tragedy of prolonged labour, and infection, and death. Sometimes, the hand that hurts is the hand that saves.
So when you laugh, and when you sexualise, and when you turn medicine into a dirty metaphor, you are not being clever. You are being careless. You are mocking women at their most vulnerable, and you are insulting the labour of those trying to keep them alive. Childbirth is not a scene for comedy. It is blood and sweat and courage. It is a woman negotiating with her own body for survival. And the examination is not a flirtation, it is surveillance, and protection, and duty.
Let me leave you with counsel, the kind that should travel with you like a shadow: A hospital is not a bedroom. And a doctor is not a lover. And a vaginal examination is not sexual contact. It is medical care. If you wish to be a man of sense, then speak with reverence about women’s bodies and about childbirth. Because one day, it may be your wife on that bed, or your sister, or your daughter. And on that day, you will not want jokes. You will not want bravado. You will want skill, and seriousness, and hands guided by knowledge rather than hunger. You will want a doctor who understands that this moment is not about desire, but about life.
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My wife, Edith Igoru Captain, has been diagnosed with breast cancer. Doctors say she needs a mastectomy and urgent chemotherapy.
As her husband, I’m doing everything I can, but the cost of treatment is more than I can handle alone.
Edith is a loving mother, a kind friend, and the heart of our home. Watching her go through this is heartbreaking.
Please, if you can, support us with any amount. Every single naira will go towards her treatment.
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As a Nigerian nurse, chasing another degree or extra qualification shouldn't be your top priority right now.
Leaving Nigeria should be.
Just days ago, 6 nurses (working professionals pursuing BNSc) died in a preventable road crash en route to LAUTECH exams.
Another lost to banditry in Kogi.
One to "one chance operators" in Abuja.
One is currently in ICU from similar operators in Abuja.
These are the stories that made it to the media. What about unreported ones?
The rest are barely surviving the daily grind.
Living in Nigeria is hard.
Relocating abroad is hard.
Choose your hard wisely.
Your life, your family's future, please don't gamble it on a system that buries your stories, silences your union, and lets you die on the road without a whisper from the headlines or your own association.
It won't get better, don't anyone lie to you.
Japa isn't running away; it's survival.
Do This, your future self will thank you 😊
Your brother and friend,
Kenny RN Msc.
let’s put feminism aside, women suffer more than enough. A man like Femi is wise and deliberate—if you’re not easing her burdens, you’re only adding to them. your love isn’t enough. don’t date her
1. Invest in Gold
2. Invest in Land
3. Do not have a child you cannot take care of independently(I don’t care how good your man is)
4. Get your degree
5. Travel the world
6. Explore your body and understand what you enjoy
7. Your first is not always the best(be patient)
8. Do not get pregnant for a man you aren’t married to
9. Avoid bums at all times
10. Do not give up your career for Love!(9/10 times you will regret it)
When my friend got a needle prick from a Hepatitis B positive patient, she spent almost double her NYSC allowance to get Hepatitis B immune globulin. The crazy part was that the injection wasn’t even available in Kogi state, they had to go all the way to Abuja to get it. If you like allow Serah Ibrahim gaslight you into thinking it’s normal to go all and beyond for patients and a system that don’t even care about you.