I once tried to compliment a lady's pants. It was a gorgeous Ankara print, and I couldn't stop staring. So I waved and said, 'Hi, I love your pants!'
I'm not sure she got the wire, because she had this horrified look on her face.
You wrote a storyline. You even looked wrist cramps in the eye and went on to run a chapter by chapter outline. You think you're so organized and fatigue-resistant, but then Chimezie starts writing himself and you decide it doesn't work like that for you.
Algorithm this, algorithm that. But X drops me anywhere. It's like entering a bus heading to Iyana-Ipaja and then suddenly you're at Igbesa. No, don't do that to me. Respect my wishes!
I wish to be on the book train. Only the book train. Non-negotiable.
@whoisbokoye Ruth knew if she was going to become a professor at thirty, she couldn't be caught staying up late at night washing food flasks and turning water bottles upside down. She would speak to Ifedi about the 50/50 rule. She didn't make Nnedi and Nnanna alone, after all.
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Falling in public is enough reason to relocate. I fell and lay there like I was having a picnic. When I felt hands lifting me from the floor, I genuinely wanted them to leave me there. ๐ญ
Saw a patient today with a hemoglobin of 1.9 g/dL. For context, a level that low is almost incompatible with normal consciousness, but she walked right into the clinic on her own feet.
For three long years, she lived with crushing weakness and since last 6 months breathlessness from just walking across a room. Why didnโt she get help sooner? At first, it was because the kids had crucial school exams and later her husband was reluctant to deal with the hassle of a hospital admission.
Her health was treated as a background inconvenience.
When we dug deeper, it got worse. A year ago, her Hb was 6.4 g/dL. A doctor explicitly told them she needed immediate admission. The family refused, walked out with a basic strip of iron tablets, she took them for two weeks, forgot about them, and nobody in the house ever bothered to check on her or remind her.
She didn't even come to the hospital today because of the air hunger. She came because her periods had completely stopped for months. Her body was so profoundly starved of iron and oxygen that it literally shut down her reproductive axis just to divert what little blood she had left to her heart and brain.
Itโs completely heartbreaking. A woman will literally bleed her body dry, gasp for air for years and keep working silently, only to be brought to a doctor when her normal functioning stops.
Please check on the women in your homes. Stop letting them normalize chronic exhaustion.
Does he want me to tell my team to arrange a #missingribcampaign for the missing wife?
Does he have an insurance for his car? I can help him with that as well.
My aunty pulled me aside at a family wedding last year.
I thought she wanted to give me money or something .๐
She looked me dead in the eyes and said "you are not getting any younger."
I was 24.๐ญ
She then pointed at a man across the room and said
"that one is looking for a wife, he has a car."
The man was 57.
The car was a 2004 Camry.
Went with my now (ex) to clean his mumโs grave. It was fairly early in the relationship, but I knew his dad, brother, etc.
I look up, and his mum (Iโd seen photos) is walking towards us. I didnโt breathe. I didnโt say a word.
Why wouldnโt you tell me your dead mum is a twin?