Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD

Medical Doctor| Researcher|Rotaractor♥️|SRHR Advocate| Motivational Speaker|

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

I took the Hippocratic oath and became officially inducted into prestigious medical profession. I remain grateful to God, my teachers and mentors, friends and most importantly my family.
I, Dr. Okparaeke Chibuikem Emmanuel do solemnly affirm!

Now my watch begins!

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@abeedorphiee Congratulations!

[smv @slimvnsn]

My father never came to a single thing I invited him to.

Not my primary school graduation. Not my secondary school prize giving where I collected 3 awards and kept looking at the gate. Not my university matriculation. Not the ceremony when I got called to bar in 2012. I'd send him the date weeks in advance and he'd say I'll try and that was always the full sentence. I'll try. No follow up. No explanation after.

My mother would sit in his place and clap loud enough for 2 people.

I stopped inviting him after the bar call. Not from anger. Some people love you completely and still cannot show up and after a while you stop making them feel guilty about it.

He was not a bad man. I want to be clear about that.

He was a mechanic in Mushin for 35 years. Worked 6 days a week. Sent every one of us to school. Never raised his hand. Never left. The lights stayed on and the rent was paid and there was always food and he did all of it quietly without asking to be celebrated.

He just could not sit in a plastic chair and watch something.

I accepted that and moved on.

Last year I bought my first property. A flat in Ojodu. Took 9 years of saving and 2 years of paperwork and a lawyer who nearly finished me. When the keys finally came I sat in the empty flat on the floor for an hour just breathing.

I called my mother first. She screamed. My sister cried.

I didn't call my father.

3 days later he called me.

Said he heard about the flat from my mother. Said he wanted to come and see it.

I didn't know what to do with that so I just said okay. Gave him the address. Figured he'd say I'll try and we'd never speak of it again.

He showed up on Saturday at 9am.

Stood at the door in his good agbada. The one he only wears for serious things. Holding a small nylon bag.

I let him in and he walked through every room without speaking. Not quickly. Slowly. Like he was counting something. He checked the pipes under the kitchen sink. Knocked on the walls. Opened and closed the windows twice each. Looked at the ceiling in every room the way only a man who has fixed things his whole life looks at ceilings.

Then he came and stood in the sitting room and looked at me.

Said the pipework is good. Said the windows seal properly. Said whoever built this knew what they were doing.

I nodded.

Long silence.

Then he opened the nylon bag.

Inside was a small framed photo. Me at maybe 7 years old sitting on the bonnet of an old car in his workshop. Grinning. Both legs swinging. He's standing beside me with his hand on my shoulder looking at something outside the frame. I remember that day. I had gone to the workshop after school and he let me sit there while he worked and gave me a Fanta and put a Michael Jackson cassette on the small radio.

I didn't know anyone had taken a photo.

He said he kept it on his workshop table for 22 years. Said he wanted me to have something for the new place.

I held that frame and stood very still.

He said he knew he missed things. Said he was not good at the sitting and watching. That crowds made something in him go wrong in a way he never knew how to explain.

Then he said the flat was good and he was proud and he asked if there was anything in the kitchen because he hadn't eaten.

I laughed.

Made him eggs and bread while he sat at my kitchen table in his good agbada like he owned the place.

We ate and he told me about a car he was working on. I told him about a case that was giving me trouble. Normal conversation. The kind we should have been having for years.

He left at 1pm. At the door he gripped my shoulder the same way he did in that photo.

Didn't say anything.

Didn't need to.

The photo is on my sitting room wall now. First thing I hung in the whole flat.

Some fathers cannot sit in the plastic chair.

But mine drove to Ojodu in his good agbada on a Saturday morning with a 22 year old photograph in a nylon bag.

That was his standing ovation.

I just didn't know to look for it in that shape.

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@Kiya_The_Savage @AdiiMimi @RohanBhand30678 Just to add, you don't need to spend that much for Uworld. Candidates, over time, have become more resourceful. But you'll need money, a lot of it. The truth is, the exam preparation and the exams itself are the cheapest part of the journey. Thanks.

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@the_grafixmedic @onyinyechaaan_ 😅🤣🤣

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@havida__ Congratulations!

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@piggyvest 🤣🤣

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@omgsidewalks 💯💯

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@AfamDeluxo Leave academic excellence for Marist!

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@Pwidycynty @AfamDeluxo It's still one of the best in Anambra State. It also depends on the individual's readiness to be excellent.

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@Rain_Chukwu @Dr_Nwaneki You no go like download free manual?

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@caseyamaefule Congratulations! This is Motivational.

[Emmanuel Owolabi @_emmaco4real_]

NiMSA? You didn’t join.
FAMSA? Not interested.
IFMSA? Never bothered.
No affiliations outside your medical school.

Volunteer for outreach? Nope.
Student politics? Nowhere to be found.
Research? No time.
Skills training? Not for me.
Okay, at least get distinctions… Ah, still no.

No initiatives, no business, no participation in anything.
Not even an active member of any community.

Alright, let’s check LinkedIn… Oh, nothing to put there.
No stress, just attend an event and network… Still no.
Fine, try sports… Uhn, too stressful.
Even meaningful relationships? Nada.

But hey, you’re a medical student about to graduate… Well, that’s something.

𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗵𝗮.ㅤ
𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗕𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘀!

#Match2025

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@OkparaNnaJiAku Nwanne I ka na-agba?
Saturday mornings, I don't miss it.

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@mariajcon_ Congratulations! Keep a seat for me.

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@THE21STMEDTV Maybe😂

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@Dr_goody2shoes Congratulations! Chief. Keep a seat for me.

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@IamDarlzx @MalachyNdukwu 🤣😂

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@IEnenmoh Congratulations!

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@MalachyNdukwu Bagged!
Congratulations!

[Chibuikem E. Okparaeke, MD @cheee_kay]

@Hookiss_Henry @MOtales27 You don't mean it 🤣