URGENT CALL FOR HELP!!!!!
This is a young medical doctor called Dr Innocent. He’s working as a house officer at the Nigerian Navy Reference Hospital in Calabar, Cross River State.
Dr Innocent and his other doctor colleagues who are also house officers have NOT been paid for 290 days.
Yes you read that right.
A whole 290 days of working as a medical doctor with ZERO pay. That’s about 10 months work with NO pay.
According to Dr Innocent,
The Ministry of Defence has refused to pay their salaries for no reason. This young medical doctors are being worked like slaves while receiving ZERO pay.
They have nobody to speak for them.
They have nobody to fight for them.
They are suffering and dying in silence.
Please if you see this tweet,
Kindly retweet, share and tag General Christopher Musa the Minister of Defence, and also please tag the Ministry of Defence,
I don’t know these doctors personally,
But we can’t watch evil and say nothing.
Please don’t let this young doctors suffer in vain, they have families who depend on them for support and survival,
It will only take you 2seconds,
Kindly retweet this post. This is the little we can do to help these doctors from the evil injustice done to them by the Ministry of Defence.
Pls share and retweet. Thank you.
I think I deserve the sleeping award. I tried watching a movie, but I slept through it. When I woke up, I said, “Okay, let me continue,” only to fall asleep again. 😂
Anyways, my holiday is over.
I believe the road will suddenly open into something brighter, but because stopping would mean surrendering completely to the dark. So I walk, carrying the weight of it all, hoping that somewhere along this endless stretch there will at least be enough space to breathe again.
For the past three weeks, I have felt like a stranger to myself. Each day begins with motion, I lace my shoes, step outside, and walk. Ten thousand steps or more, almost every day. My body moves with determination, tracing familiar paths, measuring distance as if progress can be
end of a tunnel and more like moving through darkness without any promise that light exists at all. There is no glow ahead, no certainty waiting in the distance only the quiet persistence of putting one foot in front of the other. And yet I continue. Not because