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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! 

Two whole years!

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.

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. 

Superbugs 1

It starts with a cold and a runny nose.
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.

The CP's Diary 6

New colleaque came in today and brought in her baby.
Me l carried baby in a bid to make her comfy plus the little human  is all shades of cute.
Then baby pukes, and pukes and pukes and Jus laidat my cologne smells different.
Ok. Ok. Ok. I can handle this! Like this is what motherhood feels like right? So l stay patient.

The CP's Diary 5

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.

Relax! God gots you.

I lost my mom six years ago, an incident I don’t like talking nor writing about. But this incident caused a profound change in the lives of everyone in the family. Fear still grips my heart whenever my sister uses mom as her display picture on social media. Every one of us still has her as our desktop background on our Pc’s.  It’s that hard to let go.

5 lessons from The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

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.

How a Nigerian Tailor Saved my life

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.
Few days to the wedding, something whispered to me 'since people are saying you have added weight, try your dress again'
I did
And it didn't fit.

Year of Yes.

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

The CP's Diary 4

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.
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.

Nysc Chronicles : My trip to Kebbi

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.
I later went to the park to find out which actually turned out to be the easiest for me.
The journey from Benin to Kebbi took 20 hours, that was the longest journey in my life.

NYSC Chronicles : My call up letter

Kebbi!
(screams)
Kebbi!!
(screams)
Kebbi!!!
(screams)
This was my exact reaction when I saw my call up letter.
Kebbi state? My God! Who did I offend? I cried!
I cried more when I went online and the only positive review l saw was that the camp was fine and had good light.
I didn't find it funny. I still don't.
The journey from Benin to kebbi took me 20 hours, all passengers were Corp members so it kinda made the trip fun.

Nigeria will not kill you in Jesus Name!

Today was meant to be the presidential election.
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'
What???

3 things l don't Understand.

There are 2 things l don't understand.
No, there are 3 actually.
One is Death!
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.

My Beef with Instagram

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?
Having the dream wedding, and doting husband.
People are living the life l want on Instagram.
But...

The CP's Diary 3

My colleaque has used everything in this life l'm shook.
'Oga this brand is better, l used it when l had infection it worked' she would say.  Hian!

Broken Mirrors

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.

How not to help your Doctor

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.
One person commented "Rip. Its her time simple. Child birth or not, heart condition or not, fourth child or not "
You see, people don't listen. They don't.

How Our Music promotes Drug Abuse

The lyrics of a certain song l heard in the bus today is
"how would you like to smoke some weed "
Like that's the verse 1, 2,3 and some jigijigi between.
That sounded like saying.
Would you like to do Drugs?
Would you like to run mad?
Wouldn't you want to get your grey matter fried?.

The CP's Diary 2

Me:Are you hypertensive? 

Her : l bin get before, but God reject am for me. 

Me: Siddon make l tie your hand. (checks BP and its high) Eken, wetin you say happen to God? 

Her : I say l been get but God don reject am for me. 

Me : way your Drugs? When last you take am? 

Her : them da house. I never take am for 3 weeks. 

Me : ok. Me and God want make you da take your Drugs you hear?

She starts laughing, l join too. We talk more and she left satisfied.

The CP's Diary is a new corner we are introducing. It details my experience as a community pharmacist. The downside, fun times and of course you would learn a lot.

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Love on the Rock

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.

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.