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Thursday, 26 April 2012

Neurosurgery rotation: The dying girl.

Hi, everyone this is going to be a pretty long post.So if you are tired please turn around and visit later but if not, you could please hang in there and help me send forth your prayers.

My post today is going to be one of the most unusual I have written and as the title shows the story is from my Neurosurgery rotation.


The rotation started last week and I was having a pretty good time, nothing out of place ,nothing seeming too difficult until today.

According to the syllabus of the rotation, we are bound to observe surgeries and visit the Neuro ICU(intensive care unit).

So,on the day of our introduction to the Neuro ICU ,I was quite excited (people may wonder what is exciting about seeing sick people..I can't explain it myself but that's how Medicos are wired). We got there my wiring changed!(when I say we I mean myself and my 8 colleagues)

I don't know what I was expecting to see in the NeuroICU other than unconscious people attached to uncountable machines with wires, tubes and syringes hanging from virtually every body surface but there and then I did not want to be in the ICU but had no choice.

We were told to carry out some examinations on the unconscious patients and I kept moving to the back urging my other colleagues to step forward.

Let me sneak in an explanation, an unconscious body in this setting is virtually like a rag doll,you can slap,hit,pinch in short play football on it and nothing will most likely happen!

So, I kept moving behind but there was this particular patient that I moved forward to actually get a proper look at hoping to examine her.
Why you ask..,I was drawn to her bedside because she was really young early 20s in an ICU that is usually filled with older people with strokes.!
As a matter of fact I still did not touch her but I just kept looking at her face hoping she would miraculously open her eyes.
How did she get here?
A few days before she did a voluntary blood donation and she collapsed a few hours after..,she hit her head and she started bleeding into her brain..,blah blah blah and the story goes downhill from there..,usually when that happens,its not a joking matter.
She gave her blood and now here she lays motionless..I said a prayer for her in my heart and moved on

Today, we had to do follow up..,so we were back in the ICU. Let me state here that I left the Neurosurgery department around 4pm yesterday and I was back in 8.30am today and follow up began around 10am. Lo and behold 1 patient was missing..where is he?....Dead!!
I swallowed spit and moved on and there she was looking pale,her heart beat was racing, her arms and leg swollen and she is still in a coma.., all these signs are bad bad bad!In truth and medically speaking she is going to die no two ways about it..

I asked "Is there nothing more we can do for her?"..,and the surgeon/teacher in charge of us said with a tone of finality "we have done everything we can"

I was sad.
I am hoping for a miracle for her..,all she did was try to save another life by donating her blood and now she is laying there dying soon and someone else would get her blood and most probably live.

I say a prayer for her again.

I don't know what will happen tomorrow but today I thank God for the gift of Life.

Hope you are having a fair day?

Thursday, 12 April 2012

End of Immunology rotation

I just came here to vent, cos I just spent two weeks of my life going for a rotation at the Regional Hospital's Immunology department, which usually costs me a two-way 35-40 minutes bus ride to and the same amount of time fro!!..

Why am I angry?
I was in  the hands of one of those crazy ass doctors who think there is possibly nothing they can teach you anymore.!
Why the heck won't he just let me have the two weeks in my home instead?
The rotation ended today and we had a computer module..can you imagine? After the guy did not teach A for apple...He even had the guts to ask for a research work!! (the nerve of that guy)

Anyways there was an upside to the whole thing I scored 97% on the module( yeah ..yeah..I don't mean to brag but hey..that's a good grade right there!...In the spirit of fasting and prayer I hope I get more of such scores..Amen)

Tomorrow a new rotation begins "clinical pharmacology". Wish me another 97% or more!! Amen!

P.s : New post in feminino. Click the tab up there or here  you might learn something new.

Cheers people..

Tuesday, 3 April 2012


Life is a journey..


I watched a movie today,it was a Yoruba movie as u would be able to tell as soon as you read the reason behind this post.

The movie revolves around a woman who had 9 children and 8 of them died within a time frame I am unsure of but judging by the plot it should be about 5 years.
Most of the children were already of working age, meaning she was supposed to just relax and enjoy the fruits of her labour and then they started dying one by one.

While she was lamenting at the 8th one's graveside ,blaming God for everything some women appeared(you get the drift na) and they offered her help which she readily accepted.

She was presented with 3 calabashes each one represented 3 different lives:

1. The son would live for as many years revealed in the calabash with riches and then die as soon as the time is up even if its 1year.

2.The son would live a long life with riches and fame, but the riches and fame have a duration that has expiry and on expiry the son will become a famous mad man.

3.The son would live a freakishly long life that he might have to be killed after living for too long, but he must never enjoy riches. Even if he comes by them by chance he mustn't spend,if he does he would die.

At the last option, I thought "what is the difference?"

My thoughts: If this woman makes her choice do I have the right to fault her?She had 9!!! and now just 1!

My prayer and my resolve: May God never put us in a dire situation beyond that which he knows we can control and may we never loose sight of God being the pillar of our lives because if anyone looses sight of God for a second there is no telling what desperate measures that person would apply.
May God give everyone the strength to keep the faith in trials and tribulation..because yes those times definitely come.
May God give us the strength to choose and remember him always...Amen!

LOVE the LORD with all your heart.

Cheers people!!!