tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57510422778340822072024-03-13T20:28:32.635+01:00Favourmoyse Blog Daily Banter of a Bini Pharmacist Favourmoyse Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03740445803112157383noreply@blogger.comBlogger450125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751042277834082207.post-22914214395098380542022-03-12T21:39:00.002+01:002022-03-12T21:39:18.675+01:00Contact Check!<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEinE5cGgcX-ZMojJRfIL-5GedLhgpBk9pI4-OAj1pp_9s0Do5lLpxixIDuYyHWN-k9IJRdG6KN9uLF6pWmmxvezE3gTBwipqg8j4hLLUbg-KgQfcFswlx6rTIZ8nsm6lLgUjLRG-gU4LfUhQVb7Eq10Vgv-Pamdqb8M5Kr3kAm9fkJ7eXSazGsWTuYbfw=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="2268" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEinE5cGgcX-ZMojJRfIL-5GedLhgpBk9pI4-OAj1pp_9s0Do5lLpxixIDuYyHWN-k9IJRdG6KN9uLF6pWmmxvezE3gTBwipqg8j4hLLUbg-KgQfcFswlx6rTIZ8nsm6lLgUjLRG-gU4LfUhQVb7Eq10Vgv-Pamdqb8M5Kr3kAm9fkJ7eXSazGsWTuYbfw=s320" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I remembered l have a blog today again. Not like today is the first day this has crossed my mind, but l decided to visit this site today again and I miss this. I haven’t blogged in two years! </p><p>Two whole years!</p><p>Didn’t even realized l stayed away this long until today. Life happened and we are back! More stories will unravel in the following months.</p><p>For now you can follow me on Instagram-@wheelspharm. I am very active on IG. Send a friend request on Facebook- Nosakhare Favour Osayuwamen. I don’t make post often but l am always online and watching. Twitter is @favourmoyse. Still trying to get a hang of it but we definitely will. </p>Favourmoyse Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03740445803112157383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751042277834082207.post-54058970905621585142020-06-18T10:05:00.001+01:002020-06-18T10:05:34.646+01:00Superbugs 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G5v6bItTNsQ/Xun47AtWKuI/AAAAAAAADkc/E7n8Sph7bm8spIZWK45lwq-8XpUM9q8oQCK4BGAsYHg/s500/superbug.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="500" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G5v6bItTNsQ/Xun47AtWKuI/AAAAAAAADkc/E7n8Sph7bm8spIZWK45lwq-8XpUM9q8oQCK4BGAsYHg/s320/superbug.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 1.5; text-align: justify;">It starts with a cold and a runny nose.<br />You make a decision to visit the closest pharmacy to get meds that will ease your discomfort. The pharmacist hands you pills, gives instructions, smiles and tells you to have a beautiful day. <span></span></div><div><span><a name='more'></a></span><br />Two days later, your health has improved but not as fast as you anticipated. There's a presentation at work, and God forbid that your village people use this catarrah to hook your destiny. Another visit to the pharmacy, and this time you are in charge! <br />You want an antibiotic, a particular brand. That's what Samuel took the last time he had a cold.<br />The pharmacist tries to convince you that your condition is self limiting and will go away on it's own but you won't have any of it. <br />Bola stopped taking his drugs immediately he got better, a medication that was meant to be used for a week.<br />Adesuwa takes ampiclox everytime she has unprotected sex.<br />Osahon has a satchet of flagyl on his table.<br />Musa won't stop telling his colleaques how amoxil works better for Malaria than Lonart.<br />And that is how we create SUPERBUGS!!!<br />Superbugs are strains of bacteria, viruses, parasites and fungi that are resistant to most of the antibiotics and other medications commonly used to treat the infections they cause.<br />Ever wondered why a drug that usually works for you in the past doesn't work anymore ?<br />Abuse, Misuse, sharing antibiotics and using leftover prescriptions play a huge role .<br />Here's what you should do anytime you have any issues concerning drugs, CONSULT YOUR PHARMACIST!</div><div><br /></div><div>...to be continued<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">We love your comments and would totally drool over it. 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New colleaque came in today and brought in her baby.<br />
Me l carried baby in a bid to make her comfy plus the little human is all shades of cute.<br />
Then baby pukes, and pukes and pukes and Jus laidat my cologne smells different.<br />
Ok. Ok. Ok. I can handle this! Like this is what motherhood feels like right? So l stay patient.<br />
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Mum steps out for some minutes. Something tells the baby to start crying.<br />
Ah! I sang, danced, gave water remaining breast but she won't stop.<br />
Few minutes is now looking like eternity. Took wrapper and backed her, she increased the pitch of her screams.<br />
HAYGOD! Patients are coming in and keep passing all sort of unsolicited compliment.<br />
Awww.. You will make a good mother.I know.<br />
You guys look good together. I know.<br />
Give her breast now. I am not lactating.<br />
Everyone is trying to help. She won't stop. I'm considering speaking in tongues.<br />
Then her mom steps in and this little cute human stops crying immediately and starts laughing.<br />
Wow. Wow.<br />
Lesson learnt. No more famzing. So l am going home wearing the smell of her puke as a memoir.<br />
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A patient had postnatal psychosis. She nearly killed her 3 month old baby. We see this all the time in the movies but listening to her share her experience made it even more real. Working with the mentally Unstable patients opened my eyes to a reality we all deny - Depression. And worse is, there are no adequate support systems in place. <br />
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And l'd reply "ok, but still listen so that you go tell am well"<br />
Even the family of these people live in denial of the ailment. I could feed you with stories all day but depression is real! So is other forms of mental illness.<br />
The least you can do is to be supportive. Be Supportive! I can't emphasise this enough. A patient lost her prescription on her way to the pharmacy. Her husband kept calling her a goat in the presence of every other patient, A senior colleaque had to caution him. Need less to say she was already crying.<br />
You have no idea what goes on in the mind of these people. Chaos was the Word one of them used. "My mind is chaotic".He said.<br />
Depression is not a joke. Someone close to you is dying, but you probably think" Christians don't take prozac".<br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">I have failed a lot of times.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Heartbroken!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Cheated on!<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">And betrayed!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">I realized that this life will never be a smooth ride. Jesus said “ in this world you will have tribulations”. When life throws you lemons make lemonade and if there are no lemons still make lemonade. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">I can confidently say today that I am happy. I don’t know how we survived this far but we did and that is a huge testimony. I love my siblings eh. In fact if you see the level of love and happiness in my house you would be amazed. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">See! Don’t worry that situation will pass. Be of good cheer, I have overcome the world says the bible and his word doesn’t lie. Let all men be liars but God will never go back on his word!</span><br />
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1. Some marriages aren’t really that great. Some loves aren’t all-encompassing. Sometimes you separate because you weren’t that good together to begin with.Sometimes divorce isn’t an earth-shattering loss. Sometimes it’s just two people waking up out of a fog.<br />
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4. People are capable of loving someone and desiring them. You can also desire someone even when you don’t like them. I believe today they call it hate-fucking. But it’s a crude name for something that is a very human, sensual experience.<br />
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Evelyn was 14 when she made her way to Hollywood she knew what she wanted and she went after it with all she was worth. She had Grit! She also had Seven Husbands, and one daughter, and one Great Love! Pick this book and read it. It's interesting, finished it in a day.<br />
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The dress for my sister's trad was ready a month to the wedding. That was how bad l wanted to escape any tailor giving me gist of na only hand remain wey l never sew.<br />
Few days to the wedding, something whispered to me 'since people are saying you have added weight, try your dress again'<br />
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Dress was way too tight, so I went to the tailor close to my office.<br />
'adjust am small' I said. She did.<br />
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The dress started looking one kayn, it was now too big so we started adjusting o, hold the waist, no the hip is too tight, adjust this area.<br />
Haygod! Play play o l was now looking like a Clown inside the Dress.<br />
I took it to Naomi my friend to savage the dress but e dinnor work.<br />
Now I am worried, wedding is tomorrow, no dress. Then she offered to make another dress entirely. 'I will jus add the Ankara at the tip it will be fine' she said<br />
See eh, I was begging o, please make it today you hear, my sister will kee me if I don't come home with another dress.<br />
So we discarded the old and made a fresh one. In less than 6 hours my dress was ready. I was soooo happy.<br />
You can contact her on Facebook as Eno Ifada<br />
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But it’s the idea that I’m not measuring up that gets me. I’m constantly worrying and wondering and feeling like I am failing because everywhere I look, everyone else seems to be thriving. The women around me are smiling and their kids are smiling and their houses seem clean and it all looks so great on Pinterest and Instagram and Facebook . . .Shonda Rhimes<br />
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'How to get away with murder',<br />
'private practice',<br />
'Grey's Anatomy',<br />
And Scandal then the name Shonda Rhimes won't be strange to you.<br />
Year of Yes is a book written by Shonda and one of the best things l have read this year.<br />
Shonda stated how she said yes to everything that scared her for a year. She said yes to weight loss, to using her voice instead of hiding behind Yang, to real friendship and to love.<br />
There's a lot to learn about motherhood, social media and career.<br />
Year of Yes is a book that should be experienced and when you are done, you will learn how to dance it out, stand out in the sun and be your own person.<br />
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The first day he came to the pharmacy, he made my colleague talk for over 15 minutes and didn't buy anything. Maybe that's why l remember him or Maybe its because l saw his fingers all bent backwards except his thumbs.<br />
Every week, he comes to refill his prescription, l would dispense the Drugs, take a look at his fingers and move on. Every week, and l wondered if it had anything to do with his health.<br />
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Sometimes, he wants to stay a while in the pharmacy and talk but whenever l remember the first day, l intelligently dismiss him.<br />
Yesterday, l asked because curiosity will not kill me. What happened to your fingers? He replied "na the biafra war na, them never born you that time ' he told me of death and how his fingers were almost cut off." as them stitch the hand, he no come straight again "<br />
We talked about Nigeria, wars, politics, herdsmen and PVC. I sat and listened while seeing through from his eyes. Then he asked" when will the killings stop? "<br />
I don't know, really l don't but it can stop at this moment if we want it to.<br />
Yesterday, on a thread someone told me not to judge Buhari too soon. So l asked him 'are you in this country?" because it beats me how some of you still make excuses for this administration. I mean, does this man read the news at all? How insensitive can a leader be? Or is he clueless? Really, is Buhari clueless?<br />
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When I got my call up letter, first thing I did was look up people travelling from Benin to Kebbi. And I did that on Instagram and Facebook.<br />
I later went to the park to find out which actually turned out to be the easiest for me.<br />
The journey from Benin to Kebbi took 20 hours, that was the longest journey in my life. <br />
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It was a huge relief and the camp was fine as they said. I wasn't sure what my expectations were, but what I knew was that immediately I set foot in the camp, I wanted to leave.<br />
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Kebbi!<br />
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Kebbi!!<br />
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Kebbi!!!<br />
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This was my exact reaction when I saw my call up letter.<br />
Kebbi state? My God! Who did I offend? I cried!<br />
I cried more when I went online and the only positive review l saw was that the camp was fine and had good light.<br />
I didn't find it funny. I still don't.<br />
The journey from Benin to kebbi took me 20 hours, all passengers were Corp members so it kinda made the trip fun.<br />
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We got to dakingari camp in the morning did our registration and l settled it.<br />
This is the 6th day in camp and I am adjusting to the life here gradually.<br />
The kitchen food isn't bad,<br />
Things are pricey at mami Market,<br />
Everyone seems really nice even the military men.<br />
I have 10 more days to go. I hope the coming days brings love and light.<br />
P. S. I don't have a camp boyfriend yet.<br />
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Today was meant to be the presidential election.<br />
Dee(my friend, not real name) woke me up with his call, he was screaming on the other end of the line. 'Turn on the TV, check NTA, the election has been postponed'<br />
What???<br />
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I jolted from my sleep, ran to the living room and saw a running message on NTA. I was livid, shocked even.<br />
Social media wasn't different. Facebook and twitter was on fire.<br />
Everyone sounded so frustrated plus the pictures of INEC Ad-hoc officers and Corp members making rounds online wasn't a pleasant sight.<br />
This is one of those days l get tired of this country and l have spent the greater part of my day googling how to secure a student visa to Australia.<br />
Funny right?<br />
I have no words of consolation for anyone, really, l don't.<br />
It's a shit hole here.<br />
All l can say is this,<br />
NIGERIA WILL NOT KILL YOU IN JESUS NAME.<br />
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There are 2 things l don't understand.<br />
No, there are 3 actually.<br />
One is Death!<br />
How someone can be with you at this moment and they next minute they are gone, gone. And all you have to hold are memories and questions that may never be answered. You carry the pain of this loss with you everywhere, everywhere till death meets you too.<br />
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Disease.<br />
I do not understand this too, first it's a lump on the breast or a pain in the abdomen or blurred vision or something and next they tell you 'it's cancer'. Now you are faced with chemo, radiation, surgery and everything to survive. Your hair falls off, your appetite is a mess, you lose weight, you become a skeleton, then you wish for death. This moment you are fine and healthy, next minute you are in a spaceship called an MRI machine. Your fate will soon be decided.<br />
LOVE<br />
This is my biggest puzzle. Today, they love you to the moon and back, they can't breathe without you. Your world orbits around them, they are the sun in your life. Today, you are making plans for the future, kids, school and all. Introductions are been made. You call him 'Hunnay', he calls you 'sweetie'. The next day, it's all a mirage. The one you love treats you like a stranger, and you are left with questions unanswered.<br />
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On Instagram, they are wearing the kind of shoes l want, driving my dream car, living in the kind of house I have only seen in my imagination, wearing the exact length and texture of hair l drool over, going on vacation where l'd love to and what more?<br />
Having the dream wedding, and doting husband.<br />
People are living the life l want on Instagram.<br />
But...<br />
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I am here, doing a 12 hour job and begging for a leave that may never be granted,dealing with disgruntled patients and some days l feel like screaming 'use a condom' at a sexually irresponsible person.<br />
I know a lot of people that wants to trade places with me right now, but I am not sure who I want to trade places with. These are the kind of things that keeps you depressed if you are not wise.<br />
Whenever l feel overwhelmed by the virtual life that Instagram presents, l uninstall the app and don't visit till l am sure l am sane enough. Same thing applies to all my other social media accounts because I realised that people will always put their best online for others to see.<br />
The lady battling with acne has it all covered up with make up so she looks peng.<br />
The one with alopecia has the wig to her rescue and we could go on and on with the body magic, waist trainer and all the pretence.<br />
But you must realize that most of it isn't real. Yes, some are really living the life out there and are sincere with what they post but I don't think you should have to compare your life with someone else's.<br />
You are doing good for you.<br />
On Instagram, people are living the kind of life l want, but l am living the life l need. I am not doing bad after all.<br />
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My colleaque has used everything in this life l'm shook.<br />
'Oga this brand is better, l used it when l had infection it worked' she would say. Hian!<br />
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'This drug is very good for waist pain, l took it that day, in 30 minutes l felt better. Favour you were here that day na '<br />
I would nod.<br />
'This condom is flavoured you will enjoy it".<br />
And the Man asked' are you talking from experience?'<br />
'Yes Sir ' she replied.<br />
HAYGOD! This girl will not kee me.<br />
Eh eh, oya let's go and try it.<br />
I just got up and left them.<br />
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There’s this vintage glass cup in my house, my parents have had it for over 30 years. It holds a special in their heart and I respect that, even though l really do not care about inanimate objects. That glass cup is a territorial spirit. I don’t go near it. Somehow I feel we signed a nonverbal MOU to stay out of each other’s way but whenever it appears were I am washing dishes, I silently pray to osanobua it doesn’t break.<br />
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There is also another vintage standing mirror in my room, it’s been there since eons but unfortunately, last Sunday I mistakenly broke it. I was only able to keep this secret for four days and when my dad found out, it wasn’t funny! He took me down memory lane on how he purchased the mirror<br />
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Dad: do you know this mirror is older than you? Older than this very house? How did you break it? Were you fighting with it?<br />
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Me: errm…. Daddy! I know this mirror is the elder brother I never had but it was a mistake I really can’t explain how it happened.<br />
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Dad: you think this is a joke? If you are not breaking things, you are throwing them away<br />
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Me: Osanuoba! Were you planning to give me this mirror as a wedding gift? It’s just a mirror na.<br />
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Dad: you don’t have sense! Spoon that doesn’t know the price of garri.<br />
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Me: burst into laughter!<br />
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He left angrily but he didn’t know that I couldn’t bring myself to throw the tinniest piece of the mirror way when it broke. He didn’t know I stared at that mirror for long and kept wondering why it couldn’t be fixed. If he had gone through my phone history he would have seen where I googled ‘how to fix a broken mirror’. Because even though l did not care about inanimate things I felt a little sad when it broke. It seemed I destroyed a memory.<br />
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Somewhere online, a nurse recounted how she lost a patient because of her refusal to heed the Doctor's advise. She was warned not to give birth again because she had a heart condition. But Madam no gree, she died 3 months after childbirth.<br />
One person commented "Rip. Its her time simple. Child birth or not, heart condition or not, fourth child or not "<br />
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The Doctor gives you an instruction or a life style modification tip, follow it. Do you know better? Do you want to live long? Is it your job? How can you pay for a service and not listen to instructions?<br />
If you have an appointment with your doctor, keep it.<br />
If you are given Drugs, take them religiously.<br />
If they say another child might take your life, use contraception.<br />
We play too much.<br />
I know a woman with cervical cancer who has refused to go see her doctor for check up because chemo is making her seem better. I don talk so tay my mouth wan bend go back.<br />
What makes our Job easier and motivating is patient compliance.<br />
We want to make you live longer but some of you have made up your mind that this world is truly not your own.<br />
Listen to your health care provider.<br />
It hurts when you lose a loved one and its even worse when that could have been avoided.<br />
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Husbands, Wives, kids, help your loved ones too.<br />
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The lyrics of a certain song l heard in the bus today is<br />
"how would you like to smoke some weed "<br />
Like that's the verse 1, 2,3 and some jigijigi between.<br />
That sounded like saying.<br />
Would you like to do Drugs?<br />
Would you like to run mad?<br />
Wouldn't you want to get your grey matter fried?. <br />
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Once a patient told me he spends 3000 daily on codeine. Now that's approximately 90k a month. Of course, he was leaving in debt.<br />
Another time, l saw a guy mixed codeine with Monster.<br />
Mehn... I was shook.<br />
When we talk about the dangers of drug abuse, we are not only concerned about your health but your pocket. Its financially draining and you could die from respiratory depression.<br />
Imagine what you could do with 90,000 in a month. Think about it. If you were borrowing money to feed a business venture, that would be an excellent choice. But with addiction, the only return on investment you could possibly get is death, poverty or you could be mentally Unstable.<br />
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The last time l went for a marriage /relationship seminar was 2016. I left there depressed. These days, l don't even bother except you are a sound teacher.<br />
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Out of all the sisters in that meeting, it was Just a handful of us that were in our 20's. Others were above the big 30 and oh boy! Their testimonies weren't funny. A sister aged 36, got up and told us of her challenges and pressure. Sounds good, right? Except other sisters followed suit—similar unfortunate experiences. Gradually, a meeting meant for edification turned to that of fear.<br />
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They said a lot, by way of advice; have a job, and pray too, pray. Really? As though having husband was the only basis for prayers. This sad streak of narratives continued and climaxed when one sister got up and vented her frustrations. Its funny to think of it now but when she was done the facilitator was shook. And l started wondering if this was a meeting for believers or a support group for "stressed out single and searching spinsters".<br />
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While the meeting might had been a breather for some people, l left there so scared, l can remember telling myself l didn't want to have this story neither do l want to cower under this pressure. I don't want to hear this kind of testimonies. Plus the facilitator said a lot of stuffs like dress well, spray perfume, put yourself in a position to be seen. In her words, 'be marketable' and some stuffs l thought was silly. As though you don't know very 'marketable' and single people (not by their choice, oh).<br />
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When l left that meeting, l knew l was done, biko. Enough of the wisdom of Men. I see seminars on relationship and remove my eyes. Too many information we don't even need to hear in the first place. Some of us will do better with our default state of mind than these these plenty seminars. I am not saying don't go for seminars o, don't quote me anywhere. I am saying mind whom you listen to. This is simple wisdom na.<br />
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Pastor David sent me a message by Pastor Iren recently on marriage /relationship. I was a bit sceptical at first but after plenty persuasion, l did listen to it. And that's the most practical message l have listened to on this topic. I was legit shocked how sound that teaching was. My understanding of love, respect and submission took a new dimension. Pastor Iren clearedi my doubt and remove plenty scales from my eyes. Now l understand better. LOVE ON THE ROCK is a message that has blessed me, it will bless you too. Here's the link:<a href="http://media.ccing.org/">Love on the Rock </a><br />
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When l started this natural hair journey, l thought all l needed was coconut oil, shea butter and a spray bottle. Cheap right?<br />
They lied to us.<br />
The first coconut oil l bought was adulterated. The second smelt like cooking oil. The third was from a client. Her Aunt sent it to her, sisi dropped it and said she wasn't going to use it. Why?<br />
How?<br />
Who doesn't use home made coconut oil?<br />
'Ah! That my Aunt eh, She is a destiny killer o'. She said.<br />
Ok aunty bring it for me you hear? My destiny is in Christ. And that was how l got over 100mls of correct coconut oil.<br />
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As e dey hot, as e dey hot, l followed lots of naturalistas page on IG that was when l knew<br />
I needed Castor oil (not the type we use in treating constipation)<br />
Olive oil also not Goya.<br />
Jojoba Oil (Jumia sells 15ml for 800, when l saw 15ml l had to pick a 20ml syringe to be sure)<br />
Hair Mayonnaise not Bama o.<br />
Moringa oil (Eken! This one self join)<br />
Specially made live - in conditioner for naturalistas<br />
My hair needed avocado, banana, egg and its also needs to be fed.<br />
Food! My hair needs to eat, eat!.<br />
Me that is carrying the hair can't even remember when last l had a balanced diet.<br />
I tried o, tried most of the hair regimen my dressing table started looking like l was practising herbal medicine.<br />
One time, l asked Princess Onwuka to add me to a naturalista whatsapp group.<br />
After seeing too many #hairgoals pictures, l left. Told her thanks. This thing is not career abeg, lets focus on oda things. Who hair epp? I don't want to be Omoni Oboli again, l will be Osayuwamen in peace biko.<br />
Recently, l got one new hair regimen. This thing is looking like it is working o, but l will still watch small. This is the first time in a year, l have had to rock this hair for close to a month without getting tired.<br />
What is the point of this post? Nothing o! Do what works for you in hair matters. It is not even our inheritance in Christ self.<br />
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My Dad had a client we called 'Yamaha 80' named after the bike he rode. Looking back, l realize l now use pseudonyms for regular patients because remembering names is a challenge for me. So l have (in no particular order)<br />
Pharm pharm - Because he calls me that.<br />
Sugar Daddy - Uncle has chyked more than half of the Female staff.<br />
Fat Burner - she is so concerned about loosing weight we won't hear word.<br />
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Hello Sweet heart - Eish!!! That's how he answers the pharmacy Phone when we are doing a routine follow up of patients. That Hello sweet heart is very arrrrrghhh..<br />
Juju Woman - this one thinks she can make someone run mad with her saliva.<br />
Biafra - He fought in the Biafra war.<br />
Alhaji - He wants to be addressed like that.<br />
Enogwe - General word for oversabi patient.<br />
Our baby - always gets things from the Supermarket and makes it obvious he wants to be pampered and treated like a King.<br />
Hey Doc - Because he is a Doctor and likes it when l say 'Hey Doc,<br />
Pastor - Because he is a Pastor.<br />
Hello Ladies - this is the one we dab for. Fatherly, homely, fun and always cheerful. <br />
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Ritualist - l had no idea how this one started. I Just met my colleaques in my former place of work calling one man Ritualist. Why? Because he looked like one of the character from one of those Nollywood's blood money movies.<br />
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On my way to church last Sunday, something interesting happened. Few minutes after I got into the bus, this lady on radio asked an ancient controversial question. Guess it was a street waka series I think. So she asked ‘does wearing jewelries take people to hell?”<br />
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That was all the lady on radio needed to say to set a full blown argument in the bus I almost alighted before my destination. While one of the passengers argued that God doesn’t want us to be dirty and unattractive in our dressing, another said “ you people don’t want to put on jewelries but you wear wrist watch, so who are you deceiving?”. Wearing jewelries is not a symbol of your faith and on and on and on the argument went.<br />
The once quiet bus had turned to a very noisy place. Then it dawned on me that the easiest way to break silence anywhere in this country is to say something about a controversial issue and let people argue.<br />
As I got closer to my bus stop and paid my fare, the conductor said “ aunty you no talk for the matter, shebi na church you da go so?”I smiled and alighted.<br />
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Death is trapped within your bones. That is what you were told. Came to dwell there by a glitch in your blood and your red cells became many, tiny scythes or sickles waiting to pluck you off the tree of life. One day, you asked if death wasn’t a thing trapped in the bones of all men. Yes, but for you, it is an early bird. So you learnt to count your days with each throbbing pain, as these scythes squeezed and tore through vessels. You even counted on days when a seeming peace lived under your skin.<br />
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You were told that you are an anomaly. A weakness, yet looked upon with love. But you know that beneath those loving eyes are lodged pity and fear; that you are looked upon as a harbinger of guilt. A mistake that shouldn’t have happened. Never. The other day, a girl declared she was AS, another said she was AA. And you asked how come they could say their status easily, but one with the SS genotype could not. “Stigma,” they said. You disagreed, yet remained silent because stigma, sometimes, is what the world calls its blindness to variety.<br />
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You see these things – the pity, the fear, the guilt – but your mind no longer grows frail as before. The world does not become drab to you. This is because you know the mind is not made of blood and vessels and pain. So aside what goes on in your body, you fuel and fill your mind with strength. Always. You choose not to think of dying. You choose to forget what it means to strap pain – like a child – to your back, or the way needles have lived under your skin. You see only life and light and colours. And when that girl said to you: “Why should I keep living? He left me,” you wondered why she couldn’t see it too.<br />
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You actually think of yourself as an anomaly. A mutation. Like X-Men. Something extraordinary. You think of yourself in images of strength, intelligence, and wings. When you are done thinking, you go to read the stories written on your body. People call them scars, but you call them stories. War stories. Stories in which you were the protagonist. Or “actor” as Nigerians say. And you smile because actor no de die for film. You read these stories, your conquests. Where you fought and won because you could.<br />
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And you wake up every morning, cupping in your palms, life in its full measure – your spoil of war.<br />
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Fred (not real name) told me about his ex. She was insensitive, disrespectful and was out to ruin his life.<br />
I believed. Who wouldn't? Fred has a like able personality.<br />
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I met Andra his ex and l was shocked!. She was none of what he described. This girl was wonderful and considerate. One day, l asked about the relationship and when we were done talking, l regretted ever thinking about her in a lopsided manner.<br />
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If a guy tells you his ex was a horrible person, chances are the girl would probably call him a low life too. This seems to strike a balance except that those blurred lines spells unmet expectations, disappointment, hurt, someone trying to score a cheap point with a new love interest or Just being human. Plus people can be stupid at times.<br />
Except your narrative is true and even then you shouldn't colour people's perception of someone they have barely interacted with.<br />
Point is after a break up try and be objective, switch scenarios,(if it were me in my partners Shoe, would l take same decision?) accept responsibility for the failure of the relationship, cut off communication if that would give you a breather and move on.<br />
Trash talking someone Just amplifies your insecurities.<br />
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