i am the most boring person ever i dont do anything i dont go anywhere i stay in my room all day and have like 3 friends irl that i never see all of my interests are basic and boring i have no goals or aspirations god just kill me already
I will not give birth to a life that will discriminate against my gender. My own flesh and blood must not become a blade and turn against me. If the world born from my body oppresses me I will not let that world exist.
- 4B by Korean women
Chimamanda Adichie’s Son: Doctor Anthea Esege Nwandu Raises Fresh Questions Over Hospital’s Account
A fresh report has emerged over the death of 21-month-old Nkanu Nnamdi Esege, the son of acclaimed author Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, following allegations of medical negligence against Euracare Multi-Specialist Hospital.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, who recently lost her 21-month-old son, has released a statement detailing the circumstances surrounding his death.
ARISE News reached out to Adichie’s media team, who confirmed that she did author the statement. According to her representatives, the message was originally sent privately to family members and a few close friends.
"My son would be alive today if not for an incident at Euracare Hospital on January 6th.
We were in Lagos for Christmas. Nkanu had what we first thought was just a cold, but soon turned into a very serious infection and he was admitted to Atlantis hospital.
He was to travel to the US the next day, January 7th, accompanied by Travelling Doctors. A team at Johns Hopkins was waiting to receive him in Baltimore. The Hopkins team had asked for a lumbar puncture test and an MRI. The Nigerian team had also decided to put in a 'central line' (used to administer iv medications) in preparation for Nkanu's flight. Atlantis hospital referred us to Euracare Hospital, which was said to be the best place to have the procedures done.
The morning of the 6th, we left Atlantis hospital for Euracare, Nkanu carried in his father's arms. We were told he would need to be sedated to prevent him from moving during the MRI and the 'central line' procedure.
I was waiting just outside the theater. I saw people, including Dr M, rushing into the theater and immediately knew something had happened.
A short time later, Dr M came out and told me Nkanu had been given too much propofol by the anesthesiologist, had become unresponsive and was quickly resuscitated. But suddenly Nkanu was on a ventilator, he was intubated and placed in the ICU. The next thing I heard was that he had seizures. Cardiac arrest. All these had never happened before. Some hours later, Nkanu was gone
It turns out that Nkanu was NEVER monitored after being given too much propofol. The anesthesiologist had just casually carried Nkanu on his shoulder to the theater, so nobody knows when exactly Nkanu became unresponsive.
How can you sedate a sick child and neglect to monitor him? Later, after the 'central line' procedure, the anesthesiologist casually switched off Nkanu's oxygen and again decided to carry him on his shoulder to the ICU!
The anesthesiologist was CRIMINALLY negligent. He was fatally casual and careless with the precious life of a child. No proper protocol was followed.
We brought in a child who was unwell but stable and scheduled to travel the next day. We came to conduct basic procedures. And suddenly, our beautiful little boy was gone forever. It is like living your worst nightmare. I will never survive the loss of my child.
We have now heard about two previous cases of this same anesthesiologist overdosing children. Why did Euracare allow him to keep working? This must never happen to another child".
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, who recently lost her 21-month-old son, has released a statement detailing the circumstances surrounding his death.
ARISE News reached out to Adichie’s media team, who confirmed that she did author the statement. According to her representatives, the message was originally sent privately to family members and a few close friends.
"My son would be alive today if not for an incident at Euracare Hospital on January 6th.
We were in Lagos for Christmas. Nkanu had what we first thought was just a cold, but soon turned into a very serious infection and he was admitted to Atlantis hospital.
He was to travel to the US the next day, January 7th, accompanied by Travelling Doctors. A team at Johns Hopkins was waiting to receive him in Baltimore. The Hopkins team had asked for a lumbar puncture test and an MRI. The Nigerian team had also decided to put in a 'central line' (used to administer iv medications) in preparation for Nkanu's flight. Atlantis hospital referred us to Euracare Hospital, which was said to be the best place to have the procedures done.
The morning of the 6th, we left Atlantis hospital for Euracare, Nkanu carried in his father's arms. We were told he would need to be sedated to prevent him from moving during the MRI and the 'central line' procedure.
I was waiting just outside the theater. I saw people, including Dr M, rushing into the theater and immediately knew something had happened.
A short time later, Dr M came out and told me Nkanu had been given too much propofol by the anesthesiologist, had become unresponsive and was quickly resuscitated. But suddenly Nkanu was on a ventilator, he was intubated and placed in the ICU. The next thing I heard was that he had seizures. Cardiac arrest. All these had never happened before. Some hours later, Nkanu was gone
It turns out that Nkanu was NEVER monitored after being given too much propofol. The anesthesiologist had just casually carried Nkanu on his shoulder to the theater, so nobody knows when exactly Nkanu became unresponsive.
How can you sedate a sick child and neglect to monitor him? Later, after the 'central line' procedure, the anesthesiologist casually switched off Nkanu's oxygen and again decided to carry him on his shoulder to the ICU!
The anesthesiologist was CRIMINALLY negligent. He was fatally casual and careless with the precious life of a child. No proper protocol was followed.
We brought in a child who was unwell but stable and scheduled to travel the next day. We came to conduct basic procedures. And suddenly, our beautiful little boy was gone forever. It is like living your worst nightmare. I will never survive the loss of my child.
We have now heard about two previous cases of this same anesthesiologist overdosing children. Why did Euracare allow him to keep working? This must never happen to another child".
Carry olosho for 214
You no Wan pay her
Abi ori nta e
Won din Ata dodo Lori e
You no Wan pay her
That one she collect trouser for your yansh
Pant no dey
Underwear no dey
Wetin be that one
Dj shaolin
Shaolin temple e da
Yi yi yi
*tears steps*
One of the hallmarks of being a House Officer in Nigerian hospitals, and honestly in many other African health systems, is being used to plug the gaps of a dysfunctional system.
Sometimes it goes even further.
House Officers are quietly turned into hospital maids.
In many institutions, the core role of a House Officer has drifted far from training. You are no longer primarily a doctor in supervised practice. You become an all-purpose attendant. Maybe this is the “pride” or “arrogance” other professionals talk about. Maybe we doctors believe we can do everyone’s job. Including the attendants’ job.
But this should stop.
It’s sad that this has become normal.
House Officers are not meant to be chasing blood bags up and down the hospital. We are not vampires. In a functional system, emergencies trigger coordinated responses. Attendants, porters, nurses, lab staff. Everyone knows their role, and everyone moves. Not everything requires a doctor to be physically present.
A patient needs to be wheeled urgently to theatre?
Send the House Officer.
Results are not ready yet?
Send the House Officer.
A sample must get to the lab urgently?
Send the House Officer.
And when you complain, the response is usually, “Things are even better now.”
Yes. I know.
But something being a lesser evil does not suddenly make it good.
There are countless non-training tasks House Officers are routinely used for. Many of them shouldn’t exist in the first place. I can’t even remember all of them anymore. If you do, feel free to add yours.
The painful part is this: in many centres, House Officers are incredibly busy, yet they are barely learning. Half the time, the “training” is in being an attendant, a laboratory runner, or a certified patient relative.
Busy, exhausted, and under-trained.
That’s not internship.
That’s system failure.
#saynotoexpliotationofhouseofficers