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In the spirit of Nurses Week, I’m sharing 10 mistakes to avoid as a new grad nurse 👇🏽 1️⃣ Don’t falsify documentation 2️⃣ Don’t practice beyond your competence 3️⃣ Don’t leave high fall-risk patients unattended 4️⃣ Double-check medications and use clinical judgment 5️⃣ Keep patient information confidential 6️⃣ Never ignore patient complaints 7️⃣ Don’t show frustration in front of patients or families 8️⃣ Give proper handoff and document clearly 9️⃣ Don’t isolate yourself, ask questions and build teamwork 🔟 Take care of yourself, burnout can increase the risk of mistakes #nursesweek #newgradnurse #nurselife

I was 21. NYSC posting: a village clinic in Osun. No light. No water. Just me, a matron in her 60s, and women who walked 3 hours for antenatal. Day 1, a 16 year old girl came in bleeding and pregnant. Her 40-year old husband said, “It’s normal. First baby always hard.” Matron took one look at me and said, “Corper, you go learn today.” We had no ultrasound or blood bank. Just gloves, faith, and a torchlight I held with my mouth while Matron’s hands disappeared inside that child. For 6 hours we fought. The girl was slipping. Matron prayed in Igala and English. I cried, thinking, “This is why I wanted to japa.” 😂 Then the baby’s cry came; a small, angry boy, alive. The 14-year-old whispered, “Aunty, thank you for not running.” 😭 Covered in blood and sweat, Matron said: “You think this work na for money? This work na for the girls who don’t know their own worth yet. You stay. You fight. You stubborn. Because if we no stubborn, who go be stubborn for them?” That was 5 years ago. Today I’m a doctor in Lagos with a clinic in Abule Egba. Every girl who comes in with “normal period pain” that’s been killing her for years reminds me of that torchlight and Matron’s hands. I get stubborn. I’ve diagnosed 47 cases of advanced PID this year, done 12 fibroid surgeries, and caught 3 girls early before their wombs got damaged. Ladies, my message is simple: 1. “Normal” pain that stops your school, work, or life? It’s NOT normal. 2. Your body is not “village people.” It’s biology. Test it. Scan it. Know it. 3. Be stubborn about your health. The world will call you dramatic. Be dramatic and alive. That matron died 2 years ago, but her stubbornness lives in every girl I refuse to let die quietly.

Nobody talks about how exhausting it is to hustle in Nigeria. Not because you're lazy. But because the system is working against you. You're told; Just work hard. Just be consistent. Just grind. Meanwhile NEPA has taken light for over 18 hours. Your generator fuel costs more than your profit margin. The bank charged you 7 different fees for money that was already yours. Your customer can't pay because their own transfer is pending. Then, when you are exhausted, society tells you: You are not working hard enough. Here is an uncomfortable truth about life. We are not lazy people failing in a land of endless opportunity. We are resilient people surviving a system that gives us less than the bare minimum. The hustle isn't the miracle. Getting anything done at all in this country is the miracle. What is the most exhausting part of the Nigerian hustle for you right now?

You can’t be kinder to your friends and strangers and be ruthless to your partner.

@dr_afo Vladimir Lenin Said “There are decades where nothing lappens; and there are weeks where decades happen.”

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@OurFavOnlineDoc This same mr bola abiodun that said someone will dîe in her sleep by 11pm.😂 Very dull doctor It's remaining 13 mins. Let's watch and see na

Pls watch what you tweet: I’m begging everyone of you out here. What exactly is the purpose behind posting certain things? What is the grand objective? In 5years time, someone will say “that’s how people used to tweet on X in 2026”. Again I’m begging you all. Pls watch what you tweet.

The others didn’t even struggle. They trusted their leader to do right.

DID YOU KNOW? Your body gets excited when something is aligned for you. Trust that feeling.

NEW UPDATE This happened to my very good friend just yesterday o She entered a marwa, tired and heading home. The driver turned to her and said, “Madam, abeg check time for me.” You know that new trick nau, they ask for the time, you bring out your phone, they move a little, then suddenly they stop and tell you to get down. By the time you check your bag, your phone is gone. She didn’t bring out her phone. She just said she didn’t know the time. The driver got annoyed. After moving a short distance, he told her to get down. As she stepped out, another passenger in a yellow top entered immediately. A few minutes later, while she was still trekking down, she heard a shout at the front. “My phone! My phone!” It was the passenger on a yellow shirt. That small hesitation saved her. Please be careful. Stop bringing out your phone in public transport when a driver asks for the time. Stay alert.

Boko Haram kidnapped a top soldier, kept him custody until he died. Boko Haram buried him, and informed his family of his passing and burial. In a country that has a President. I’ve seen incompetence in my lifetime, but Tinubu’s incompetence is a national discovery.

May we never be a victim of CANCER, LIVER or KIDNEY Failure... Say Amen

Let’s talk about the harsh reality many Nigerians are facing. Our parents struggled to send us to school. From nursery to primary, secondary to university. Some of them sold land, carried extra shifts, borrowed money, denied themselves enjoyment just to see us wear graduation gown one day. They believed education is the key. We believed it too. Now we have the certificate. Some even graduated with First Class, Second Class Upper, Masters, different degrees. But where is the job that matches the sacrifice? Where is the reward for all the sleepless nights, all the school fees, all the suffering? Many graduates are on the streets. Some are managing small jobs that don’t even reflect their qualification. Some have kept their certificates somewhere because it feels useless. Not because they are lazy, but because there is no opportunity. Hopes are dying in young people while they are still alive. Our parents were prevented by the system. Now after all their struggle to prevent that pain from reaching us, we are facing the same struggle again. And it is even harder. How do we start a family without stable work? How do we think about children when feeding ourselves is already a battle? How do we pay for education and health when we are still fighting to survive? They said education is the key. But it feels like someone changed the padlock. We are holding the key, but the door is not opening. This is the pain of the average Nigerian working any job available, hustling day and night, or even sitting at home not because they are lazy, but because there is simply no employment. Some have not even earned back 1% of what their parents spent on their education. This is not weakness. This is not laziness. This is a broken system. And yet, we still wake up every morning and try again. That is the reality of average Nigerians Youths.

My wife’s boss used to be friendly to her. Always greeting her. Always smiling. Then one day, he started getting too comfortable with her. He said, “You’re a pretty lady. Why don’t you have friends?” She replied, “Because I like space and peace.” He laughed. A few days later, he came to her office with that fake “checking on you” excuse. He said, “I can take care of you, you know.” She smiled and said, “No, thank you.” He looked shocked, like he expected her to start being submissive. After that day, his attitude changed. The next month, he called her and said, “Your salary has been reduced.” REDUCED?? She asked, “Why?” He said, “Business is struggling.” Struggling?? Yet work was so overwhelming that it was to the extent of cancelling her paid leave? She knew immediately. It wasn’t about business considerations. It was disciplinary action following rejection. So she told him, “No problem. I’ll quit.” Suddenly, he went into auto-panic mode. “No, no, we can talk about it.” She said, “No need. I don’t negotiate with emotional bosses.” The following day, she resigned. And the peace she felt? Amazing. Because a man who punishes you for rejecting him is a dangerous man.

If an old man falls down and you notice that he has an erection after the fall, please don't move them at all. That erection might be a sign that their spinal cord has been damaged and moving them will further increase that damage. Just call the professionals please.

Anonymous Saturday, 8:00 AM. A pounding on the door. You open it. It’s your landlord, keys in hand, looking past you into your living room. Landlord: "I need to check the pipes. Just doing a quick inspection." You: "Did you email me a notice? I didn't see one." Landlord: Steps forward, hand on the doorframe. "I don't need to email you. It's my building. I can come in whenever I want to check my property." Your heart hammers. He is big, loud, and used to getting his way. The old you would have stepped aside, apologized for the mess, and felt violated for weeks. Not today. You: Blocking the doorway. "Actually, the lease says you need to give 24-hour written notice for non-emergencies. Is there a flood? A fire?" Landlord: "Don't be difficult. I'm already here." You: "I'm not being difficult, I'm being a tenant. You can come back tomorrow at 9 AM if you send the email right now. Otherwise, you're trespassing." He scoffs, mutters something about "ungrateful millennials," and jingles his keys. You don't move. You stare him right in the eyes. He turns around and walks away. The next day, you get the email. He came, checked the pipes, and left in 5 minutes. He never tried to barge in again. Bullies thrive on the assumption that you are too polite to create friction. They bank on your fear of "being difficult." When you show them the line, they don't destroy you. They retreat. Your home is your sanctuary. Defend it.

I told my son a few nights ago, "If I have to hear that you disrespect your mom-stomp your feet, raise your voice at her-you will be punished." Your mother is my wife, not your buddy or school friend. I watched her go through hyperemesis gravidarum for six months while pregnant for you with little to no food, as I cleaned the floor and bathroom while she projectile vomited due to every smell in the world: from opening the fridge to the food cooked, shoe smells, and so on. Today, she wakes up, packs your lunch box, and buys you anything you ask for. Son, don’t anger me any further-go apologize to your mom and mean it.