In engineering, there's no room for "close enough."
Errors, no matter how small can be very costly
Every design decision, every setting-out, every structural calculation depends on one thing
first: accurate site data
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Always put their faces out there.
Let those who are heroes be known even when they paid the ultimate price
“Police Officer Ð!es From Gunshot Injuries After Gallantly Foiling Attack, Shøơting 3 Armed Robbers Ð3ad In Benue.”
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💪🏻
@OdomPatrick6 They hardly give birth on those days kwa?
Who hardly give birth on those days biko?
Dem born me 26th of March, 1992. Check ur calendar oga... Na Thursday be that
So pikin dey chose day of the week to comot or not?
U sabi how many new pikins dem born today so? 🙄🙄🙄
My people we’re back!!!!!! 💃💃
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From no shooting to admitting that there were shootings . From fake soldiers to accepting that they are indeed real @HqNigerianArmy soldiers . From no deaths to admitting that its like two persons ONLY died . All because it was @CNN so fear grip am ? Lol ! #EndSARS
@itsLaycon My cousin took her son to sickle cell foundation idiaraba to get drug for her son , she was told to pay little amount of money cos Laycon gave them money to treat SS patient. She cried and she was so happy cos her president love them. Thanks Laycon🙏❤. #icons#LayconComeOnline
If you deliberately stunt the growth of millions of youths so you could have a ready army of easily misdirected youths, you kill this country. We won’t allow that, our voices must be heard, the state exists for us, not for anybody else.
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#EndSarsNow#EndPoliceBrutality
which we knew nothing about. Thank God for who my parents are. Court granted us bail of #100,000 which was paid by the wife of the Ewi of Ado Ekiti. If not for the interventions, I wouldn't have become a doctor today. Some are not lucky #EndSARS
2017 was a year I won't forget. I am the son of a monarch in Ekiti state. I was arrested alongside my dad's driver on Saturday right in my dad's official car. We were beaten with ropes and cutlass, detained for 3days, charged to court on monday for Arson and Attempted Murder
I am tweeting with my hands trembling in fear, your retweet is all I need to find my missing friend who was last seen on September 11th 2020 at Ago Palace way (Lagos), wearing a Yellow polo with black strip and a black Jean trouser. For any information that can help, contact.....