Doctors and nurses left me in labour while I was having my baby in owerri.
I was asked to push. Baby head is almost out but got trapped.
They all left me, I thought that was the end of me. That was 10am.
Till 3am, a doctor came in, I dont know him and he asked why I was in that state, everywhere messed up but he immediately checked and saw that the baby was tied with a cord round her neck, that was those fake doctors entered , he shut them up, cut the cord and my baby came out.
It was a horrible experience.
Guys, be careful oh, this people are so bad....
Guess what, the same doctor i saw her dancing on tiktok
Some doctors are online 24/7, but you’ll never see a single hospital activity, theatre photo, or patient-related post from them.
If you jam such a doctor for hospital, ehn… your own don be ooo.
Some doctors come online and their page is basically evidence that they’ve been in theatre, attending to patients, and actually doing the work.
I have a mutual doctor like that. Omorh, that woman is trying!
But doctors wey dey TikTok, Facebook, X and Instagram, hustling for social media money…
Mark their faces ooo. When you see them at the hospital, you better RUN!
A lot of the people around you are there because of what they can get from you, not because of what they can do for you.
You only find out who genuinely cares when there’s nothing to gain.
That one can be painful to learn.
A man finished work at 7pm.
Fuel finished before he got home.
He still owed school fees from last term.
His wife asked, “What are we eating?”
He said, “I’ll sort it.”
He had been “sorting it” since January.
Plenty people are not lazy.
They are just exhausted.
No sugarcoating.
It’s quite sad. I only came across her tweet on my timeline yesterday, and it caught my attention. Seeing so many people quote and share that same tweet today, I honestly thought it was just another attempt to go viral or attract engagement.
Sadly, it’s now becoming clear that the news is true.
Life is incredibly fragile. One moment you’re posting, engaging, and making plans, and the next, you’re gone. My heartfelt condolences go to her family, friends, and everyone who knew her.
May her soul rest in peace. 🕊️big
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