Ikechukwu Umoga

"Acta Non Verba"

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@awfulannouncing This looks like offside to me

[Elon Musk @elonmusk]

SpaceX is actively hiring world-class engineers/physicists for SpaceXAI, even if you have zero prior experience in AI. Smart humans figure it out fast.

Please send an email with ~3 bullet points demonstrating evidence of exceptional ability to [email protected].

[THE ÁĹĹÀŃ ĆÓÚÑŤÝ 🇺🇬 @AllanSseky]

Aaron is fighting for every breath. ❤️‍🩹
​After surviving heart surgery as a child, he now needs an urgent redo surgery in Italy to stay alive. The cost is UGX 150M (€30k)—a mountain his family can’t climb alone.
​Please, let’s give Aaron a heartbeat. Every shilling counts.

[kumaz @anonkumaz]

hey guys,

this is the first time i’m asking for help on twitter 😭

my dad is having his first ever solo art exhibition at the national museum, lagos.

it’ll mean a lot to me and to him if you could spare some time to come around, if you’re a lover of art.

details are below 🙏🏽

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@Aina_Ai2 I used a similar response line once and received an offer

[CHUKS 🍥 @ChuksEricE]

"It was not just the snake that k*lled Ifunanya Nwangene"

-Aproko Doctor shares deep insight into singer Ifunanya's shocking demise.

[Big Nimi 🍒 @nimibillionss]

My dad’s business has been slow, and it’s taking a toll on him. He complained to me last night and I don't know how else to help than this. He sells top-quality wood, planks, and plywood at Amu, Mushin. He’s basically your guy for building materials. Pls RT if you see this 🥹

[Lady B - IYALODE OF X @mobola_ade]

My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS.

That is, I live with sickle cell disease.
My parents are both AS.

Oh, they They knew.
They were told.
They still married.

They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences.

I am the consequence.

I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear.

In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different.

By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat.

At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell.
We were both SS.

That day changed me forever.

My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…”
But the damage had already been done.

Sometimes I forgive them.
Sometimes I resent them deeply.
Both feelings live in me.

In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior.

What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode.
They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate.

And Relationships?
That’s another wound.

I’ve been loved… briefly.
The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly.

One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested.

Then one day, he stopped calling.

That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed.

Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other.

I am strong, yes.
But I am tired.

If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that

I didn’t ask to be a lesson.
But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters.

That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!.

Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻

[CHUKS 🍥 @ChuksEricE]

“My wife and I took our twin boys for immunization at Ajangbadi Primary Health Centre in Lagos State on December 24. After they were injected, they became extremely weak and developed high temperatures. The nurse advised us to give them paracetamol if the temperature increased at home, which we did. We also used cold water to bathe them in an attempt to reduce the fever. Sadly, in the early hours of December 25, they became very weak and passed away. I am seeking justice for my twins.”

— Man narrates how his twin boys d!ed after receiving immunization.

[Vala Afshar @ValaAfshar]

Please remember this as you get older - advice from one of the greatest thinkers of all time

[Inibehe Effiong @InibeheEffiong]

I shed tears of pain two weeks ago, the first time this year. I do not recall crying last year.

My good friend and colleague, Justice John (@legalbreed01), lost his wife, Mrs. Akudo Lovelyn John, in a very questionable circumstance.

I attended their civil wedding a year ago, precisely on Wednesday, 18th December, 2024.

Justice and I have been good friends since we met in the Nigerian Law School, Lagos Campus.

My friend, Justice, is seeking justice.

Below is the personal account of the tragic death as written by Justice .

THE AGONY OF LOSING MY BELOVED AND NEWLY WEDDED WIFE AT GYNESCOPE SPECIALIST HOSPITAL, LEKKI

My wife went to Gynescope Specialist Hospital, Lekki for childbirth and died from mismanaged Primary Postpartum Hemorrhage (PPH). The same hospital where she registered and had her antenatal care without any underlying illness.

In her third trimester, during one of the antenatal visits, the Consultant and attending doctor, Dr. Joseph Aliyu Yahaya, disclosed the considerable size of the baby. We raised concerns regarding safe delivery options and the possibility of an elective Cesarean Section (CS) owing to the fetal size. The Consultant dismissed CS and insisted on SVD.

On Wednesday, 3rd December 2025, my wife went into labour. The Consultant performed episiotomy on my her, and our baby was delivered weighing 4.2KG. Immediately after delivery, the consultant left the labour ward and my wife’s episiorrhaphy was done by his subordinate.

My wife complained of a dripping sensation inside her body. After observation, the Consultant noted that the vulva was unusually swollen and the sutures were too tight. The Consultant re-sutured her. After this second procedure, my wife looked lifeless, pale, and unconscious for hours, while the bleeding continued unabated.

The Consultant confirmed she was bleeding internally yet took no active steps in referring or seeking specialist help outside the primary facility. There was a clear 15-hour window between the delivery of our baby and my wife’s eventual passing. Blood transfusion was done without first identifying and repairing the source of bleeding.

At about 3:00 a.m. on Thursday, 4th December 2025, my wife complained of discomfort and began convulsing. It is important to note that at this critical moment, no medical personnel were in sight. Minutes after I screamed for help, doctors and nurses arrived from the ground floor. There was notably no oxygen in the ward where my wife was admitted. At this time, I requested for a transfer of my wife to another facility, but the Consultant said no facility would accept her without a pulse. Minutes later, the Consultant then agreed for her to be moved.

MY OBSERVATIONS DURING THE EVACUATION OF MY WIFE

Firstly, the Hospital brought a stretcher without side guards or straps to evacuate my wife. While moving her, she fell off the stretcher onto the hard floor of the tiled walkway on the 3rd floor. (I have challenged the Hospital to release the undoctored CCTV footage of the 3rd floor showing when my wife was being stretched out in the early hours of Thursday, 4th December 2025). I rushed to help lift her back up. The staff seemed confused about whether to use the stairs or elevator, thereby wasting valuable time during such an emergency.

Secondly, upon reaching the ground floor, I expected the ambulance to be positioned at the entrance of the hospital door, ready to receive her. Sadly, the ambulance was stationed about 80 metres away, still covered in a tarpaulin showing no readiness. Only then was the cover removed. When I asked the driver to open the ambulance, I heard the most shocking thing - the keys were with Human Resources (HR) Manager. It took considerable time to retrieve the keys. When the driver finally opened the bus, he stated he needed to connect the battery. Throughout this chaos, my wife lay in the open on a stretcher, unattended and without oxygen.

[Inibehe Effiong @InibeheEffiong]

Thirdly, the ambulance finally took off. I insisted the Consultant accompany her as the most experienced personnel available. I drove behind the ambulance, which stopped twice on the way. Upon reaching Lagos Island from Ikate, a trip of about 15 minutes giving the time of the night, I noticed the ambulance appeared lost. I overtook them to inquire, and a nurse informed me they were heading to "Marina." Suspecting they meant a government hospital on Broad Street, I then led them to Lagos Island Maternity Hospital (LIMH), where my wife was pronounced Dead on Arrival. LIMH issued a note for her body to be deposited at the General Hospital morgue.

Gynescope Specialist Hospital reluctantly issued a death certificate claiming the cause of death was Cardiac Arrest. However, my wife’s body was taken to the Lagos University Teaching Hospital (LUTH) for an autopsy as part of the Coroner’s Inquest. LUTH has now issued a death certificate clearly stating the cause of death to be Hemorrhagic Shock, directly contradicting the Hospital’s claim.

STEPS TAKEN
I have written to the Lagos State Government through the Hon. Commissioner for Health, Permanent Secretary, Ministry of Health and Permanent Secretary, Health Service Commission. I have also petitioned the Medical & Dental Council of Nigeria (MDCN), calling for a thorough investigation into the events of 3rd–4th December 2025 at Gynescope Specialist Hospital, and the circumstances under which my wife painfully lost her life. Where applicable, appropriate sanctions and/or criminal prosecution be undertaken.

I demand accountability.

#MedicalNegligence
#JusticeForLovelyn

Signed:
Justice John.

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@NatetheLawyer Praying you have a successful surgery🙏🏾

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@St_Vin Happy birthday Chief Emeka! May the Lord continue to fill your life with good things and renew your youth like the eagles.

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@DrJoeAbah Happy birthday Doc! Wish you many more blessings and fulfillment this new age. Thank you for all you do.

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@St_Vin Let’s connect when you around Chief

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@davidevelasqu Congratulations!💯

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@St_Vin @AmericanAir It’s wild. They were about to sweep things under the rug

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

Hi @AmericanAir, it’s been 33 days (April 14th 2024) since I reported my missing luggage from my flight from AA 2239 PHX - PHL. I have submitted a claim as you have requested and still no form of compensation has been paid. Can you please provide my luggage or my claim status?

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@AmericanAir what is going on with my luggage? It’s been over 9 days since we flew from Phoenix to Philadelphia(AA2239)and my luggage has not arrived. I filed a report on April 14th and my bag has been traced to Phoenix, Arizona per your baggage claim rep. Till date we have not

[Ikechukwu Umoga @umoga]

@AmericanAir I am still waiting for your update.m