A Kind Reminder To Mr Femi Otedola @realFemiOtedola .
Sincerely, I wish he sees this. 🥺
As my fight and tenacity continue to persist, I'll fight tooth and nail by being squeaky, so I can get greased and have a end in my sight. It is therefore the reason why I recorded my thought out as a nudge of reminder to Mr Femi Otedola. 👋🏽
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Alhamdulillah!
The wedding events of my union, which has expanded our family under our beautiful Nupe customs and Islamic traditions, have just concluded successfully in Kwara. The celebrations spanned three towns, Lafiagi, Tsaragi, and Ilorin; from the colourful Tsakan/Nupe traditional day, through the Nikkah, and ended with the reception. It was a beautiful gathering filled with love, rich cultural celebration, prayers, and the heartfelt warmth of family and friends.
To my Uwarigida, thank you for your understanding, patience, and cooperation, especially through the nay-sayings and challenges. Your strength and grace continue to inspire and steady our home.
To our beloved parents, siblings, extended family, friends, supporters, and well-wishers, we sincerely thank you for your sacrifices, guidance, and unwavering support. If I have my way, I would have mentioned everybody’s name. You all stood by us and held us up in ways words cannot fully capture.
Special appreciation also goes to our mentors, friends, colleagues, and the wonderful community that showed up in large numbers, sent messages, gifts, and prayers. Your presence turned these moments into cherished memories.
May Allah bless every soul that contributed in any way, forgive our shortcomings, and grant us a blessed union rooted in love, peace, barakah, mutual respect, and lasting harmony.
Egi Nupe remains deeply grateful.
#NupeWedding #Alhamdulillah #FamilyFirst #NupeCulture
In the name of Allah SWT, the most Beneficent, the most Merciful. If running again will not be in the interest of the excellent people of Kaduna North and Nigerians as whole. Then may God give it to another. In the coming weeks, I will be going around by the grace of God to engage the people of Kaduna North in their homes and streets, as well as the stakeholders of our party, the African Democratic Congress, (ADC). I am not entitled to anything and I will work as hard as I can and always do to state our record and convince the public. We will do this while willing to support whoever emerges in the primary election. Regardless of the outcome we will campaign for the candidates in our party with the precision, honesty and transparency we are known for. My focus is still ensuring justice for our dear father, Mallam Nasir El-Rufai but we will be testing this mic from this week Insha Allah. See you soon.
Signed: Jika Hanta
Mallam’s proud son.
Your age is not a deadline it’s just data.
At 27, you’re still incredibly young with decades of practice ahead of you. Even if you were 52 like one of our classmates (whose own children were already in university at the main campus), it would still be worth it.
That classmate graduated, became a doctor, and never regretted a single day.
When i was completing my Mmed obgyn, I think he even enrolled for masters family medicine .
Many others have started in their 30s, 40s, and even 50s and gone on to become excellent physicians, neonatologists, surgeons exactly what they dreamed of.
The patients we treat don’t care when the doctor started medical school; they care about our competence, and compassion.
Every year you wait from now is another year you could have been the doctor you’re meant to be.
The regret of never trying almost always hurts more than the effort of beginning late.
You’ve already beaten the biggest obstacle if you’re ready to start. That’s what matters.
Go for it.
A heartbreaking tribute from a mother to her late daughter, who lost her battle with cancer. 🥲💔
To My Daughter, Zainab(R.I.P)
May 4, 2018 By Hafsat Aliyu
With a heavy heart and tear filled eyes, i summon the courage to write this Eulogy to my brave and courageous daughter, Zainab Aliyu, who lost the battle to Hodgkin Lymphoma (a cancer that affects the blood) on the 7th of May, 2015. Zainab was diagnosed with cancer when she was 20 years old. Her ill health started in 2003, between the ages of nine and 10 years. I remember she first broke out in a cough accompanied by catarrh and high fever which ended up to be Tuberculosis infection. She observed the free nine months TB treatment at Dantsoho Memorial Hospital, Kaduna, and at the end of the treatment, she was certified TB free and advised to return to the hospital for any complaint. Few months after, she came up with lymph nodes which her doctor thought to be residue of the TB treatment. But when it didn’t go, he referred her to Haematology Unit of Ahmadu Bello University Teaching Hospital (ABUTH), Shika, where some lymph nodes were extracted and tested, and showed ‘Non Malignant but Positive to Brucellosis (an infection spread from animals to people, mostly by unpasteurised dairy products). The doctors were not convinced with the results though. In late 2012 when the ear pain persisted, a surgery was performed at Ear Care Centre, Kaduna, where part of her lap was removed to mend an opening in the Ear. All went well and she went back to school only to be brought back home due to excessive leg pain and body numbness. She was then taken back to her Ear Doctor, who advised she takes a Physician’s Assessment. On his advice, I took her to a renowned Private Hospital in Kaduna, where again, lab tests showed Brucellosis while Chest X-ray showed multiple Lymph nodes. She was placed on three weeks medication for Brucellosis and Cataflam for pain, but the more Cataflam she took, the more pain and sleepless nights she experienced. It reached a stage where she could not stand straight independently. She felt like her Spinal Cord could not hold her. Whenever she wants to walk around the house, I’d use a wrapper to hold her tight and straight while her brothers would support her. They would make jest of her, calling her an invalid. We were oblivious of what was ahead of us. At this stage, a kind relative who pitied Zainab so much sponsored her to International Medical Center (IMC), Cairo, Egypt, in late 2013. At IMC, it took three weeks of lab testing, City Scan, MRI and a PET scan before the team of Doctor Mahmud Salla determined her illness. Finally, the day he confirmed our worst fear, it felt like the world stood still. We were shocked and appalled. Accepting the fact that Zainab was a cancer patient wasn’t easy at all. I always wished the doctor would call us back and apologise for wrong misinterpretation of her blood tests. But my wish never came true; nothing changed the fact that Zainab was truly a cancer patient. The only good thing was she accepted it in good faith and looked forward to her treatment with strong conviction that she would win the battle. The best of times for Zainab was when she had her first successful Stem Cell Transplant which, as part of the treatment, made her stay for one good month in isolation.
The day she came out was one of our happiest days – the whole family was overwhelmed with Joy, we prayed and even made sacrifice to thank God. Our joy didn’t last long however, as she didn’t even get to achieve any of her plans when she started complaining of back ache again and rapidly losing a lot of weight. After series of checks, her doctor confirmed a relapse – that is, a reoccurrence of the disease, which necessitated her going through another circle of chemotherapy. Way into her new circle of Chemotherapy, she developed swollen feet as a result of having High Creatinine, an indication that her kidneys were affected and as such, the use of
some miracles in life happen because of your tawakkul in Allah, when you don't know what to do, place your trust in Him, your reliance is never wasted, Allah sees your patience and your faith, In the end, you will always find goodness, because trusting Him is never a losing path
Today I read a post that said "Allah is not in a hurry, you are. That's why you're tired, anxious, stressed and dissapointed. Trust what was meant to be yours, will be yours. Unrush yourself”
I’ll neverrrrrrrr, everrrrrrrrrrr forget how Allah stayed with me when the whole world went silent, when no one else was there, and I needed comfort the most
One of the Best advice I’ve ever heard is:
“Be so confident in Allah’s plan that you don’t even get upset anymore when things don’t go your way. Allah’s plan > your plan”
Someone said:
"Life can flip in a second. One phone call, one diagnosis, one unexpected moment and everything changes. Nothing is guaranteed. Not time. Not health. Not the people you love. So love louder. Appreciate deeper. Because what feels normal today could be something you pray for tomorrow" and I felt that.
I want to be rich. But not Lamborghini
or Rolex rich, I want to be rich enough to go to the gym at 3pm and nobody can tell me no. To tap the family in front of me at the supermarket and say, "It's on me," Rich enough that my future wife never has to worry about getting a job. Rich enough to show my children the world, not pictures of it. Rich enough to take my friends to dinner and say, "| got this", Rich enough that God uses me to help the people who are in need. That's my version of rich.