COVER REVEAL 😍❤️ for my debut steampunk novella!
Set in an alternative history Nigeria, this Africanfuturist steampunk novella is a tale of community sheltering, resistance, and technological responsibility, for fans of Nnedi Okorafor, Suyi Davies Okungbowa, and Wole Talabi.
⚙️ https://t.co/JWwLtkngU7
Pre-order directly from us for a paperback discount (and the first 200 orders will receive an art card of the cover painting by Sharif Muhammad).
I created a new page where you can find videos of 2023 APC election violence. It’s important you listen, download and share the audio at the top of the page. Share it everywhere on WhatsApp.
A govt that kills its people does not deserve to rule us:
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Few weeks back i was diagnosed with a lumbar intervertebral disc herniation (slipped disc) with a disc bulge causing nerve root compression.
The pain was severe.
I could barely move and had to crawl to the toilet. I called NHS 111, then an ambulance, and was taken to the hospital.
An MRI scan confirmed that fluid in my spine was bulging and pressing on my nerves. I was told my back condition was serious and that I would likely need long-term pain management, including morphine and other strong pain relief.
I was admitted to the hospital for several days and treated with morphine and intravenous paracetamol to manage the pain.
During this period, I was unable to care for myself. My husband had to dress me, carry me, and assist me with basic daily activities. I could not lift my hands to eat or drink, and I needed help to turn in bed. I couldn’t bend nor stand nor sit, everything was painful.
Throughout the pain, I prayed and repeatedly called on El Roi, the God who sees.
One evening, despite still being in pain, I felt prompted to sing and worship. I moved gently to dance to Jesus as my parent thought me to dance to Jesus in the face of adversity, even though my mobility was limited. Shortly after, I noticed a change in my body and a reduction in the intensity of the pain.
Over the next 48 hours, the pain continued to reduce. I remained cautious but continued to speak words of faith over my recovery( I kept saying I’ve been healed by his stripes, Jesus has made me whole).
Gradually, my mobility returned.
I can now walk, bend, stand, turn in bed, dress myself, feed myself, and use the toilet independently.
I did not return to collect the prescribed morphine, and I have not needed it since.
Miracles Exists, God exists, my life is a testimony of Gods existence.