Medicine in Nigeria. 


I don’t even know where to start the rant from tbvh. 

We have a big problem in the health division of this country.  Doctors work like slaves yet we get peanut salaries. 

We are overworked constantly. Maybe I should stop generalizing this. 

I am always angry everyday. 

Do you know how exhausting it is to be angry everyday?  I know someone has whispered that  ‘you’re in control of your Hapiness’ bullshit.’ Thanks for your input sis, I’m aware but when you work for 48hours straight and they are still blowing up your phone to do something for them, my first response is not ‘I’m in control of my Hapiness. So I’m not going to be angry’ my first response is ‘what kind of rubbish is this? Are there not rules in this place? Are you freaking mad? 

People (senior colleagues) need to stop taking advantage of we the junior ones. It’s disgusting tbh. Frankly, I don’t care if one of them read this post. It has to be said. 

Not only do we get sent on stupid errands, which is very unprofessional btw but we also get spoken to anyhow. Like bro/sis, dont be unfortunate. Don’t speak to me like you’ve got no manners. 

Everyone frustrates you. Your fellow doctors, the nurses, patients relatives, even the hospital maid and the cleaner. It’s almost like damn, when are we actually going to focus on the patient. 

On a ward round, your senior colleague that obviously does not know how to speak and correct politely will yell in front of the patient, their relatives and the whole ward  about how useless the young doctors are. I will say though that not all of them are like this. I’ve worked with some amazing people who taught and corrected young doctors with respect. 

You ask the nurse politely for the patient’s chart, you get yelled at. When you correct their mistakes and ask them to do their work, they gather and say you have attitude problems. Ok ma. 

The nurses don’t wanna do their work. All they want to do is call you that a patient’s IV line is in tissue. I’ve had to go site a line three times on the same patient in one night. This patient whose veins i could barely see despite the tourniquet was voluntarily removing it and the nurses did not really care. I mean it’s the doctors that site line so for all they care, he can remove it five times. So I mean, let him remove it and bleed every now and then. Where is the love? 

Hospital maids/attendants/whatever else they like to be called don’t wanna do anything. All they wanna do is sit and talk all day. Once you tell them to go pick up drugs or drop something at the pharmacy, you’re looking for trouble or you tell them to go drop a sample at the lab. They’ll complain( yes, in front of everyone) about how they’re tired of walking and how they can’t walk far distances. Sis, why are you getting paid then? I don’t have energy because my response is always ‘ Ma, it’s your job o. I didn’t help you apply to a busy hospital as a hospital maid. So please do your job or quit.’ Stupes 
Now let’s move to the patient’s relative. This one is a bit cultural. Nigerian adults think because you’re a young lady, they can speak to you anyhow. Like can we all respect ourselves here ffs! Or the younger relatives that call you ‘sister/nurse/eysss’. I had to tell a young man to never call me ‘eysss’ if you don’t have brain cells to see I’m a doctor and should be called doctor then I really don’t know again. 

A recent encounter with a patient’s relative 

Walked to the patient to resite his IV line. The whole place was a mess. (Half empty pure water satchets everywhere, used plates on the desk where his IV fluids and consumables should be. Opened the drawer and ended up touching a used spoon. FFS!!!! 

Me: Hello, are you his son? 

Him: Yes.

Me: you need to clear this place. This whole place is a mess. 

Him: IS IT ME THAT DID IT NI? ABEG SISTER DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. WHATS YOUR OWN WITH USED PLATES? AH O GA O. 

At this point he got me fucked up. 

Me: ARE YOU SERIOUS? A YOUNG MAN LIKE YOU SEEING HOW NASTY THIS PLACE IS AND THATS WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY. YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF. PLEASE STEP OUTSIDE NOW!!!!! LIKE I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE HERE WHILE IM RESITING THIS LINE. MORE THAN HALF OF THE THINGS I NEED TO RESITE LINE YOU DONT HAVE. YET YOU CANT BE HUMBLE AND LET PEOPLE HELP YOU.

GO GET 5 PINK CANNULAS, COTTON WOOL  AND GLOVES SIR. 

He insisted he was not going to leave. Super cute. 

Of course he left when i almost got security involved. You must be mad to think you can come and disrespect me at my place of work. Absolutely mad. 

Its funny how if it was a huge male Doctor, he’d almost be prostrating every time. Trash. Nigerians are disrespectful. No manners. Nothing. 

So imagine going to work and having to deal with all these people every single day. 

I’m legit a very angry person now. Like I already had low tolerance for nonsense but now I don’t even think I have tolerance again sef. 

I try to be positive and just not be so angry all the time but it’s really hard when everyone makes your work 10x harder than it should be. 
We really need to fix up in this country because patients will continue to suffer for the mess. I’m not going to work for 48 hours barely eating and sleeping and not snap at someone stupid. 

Ok I’m done ranting. 

Have a good weekend. 

I’m on call on Sunday and Im not answering any phone calls today because I can’t come and die. 

(PS- If you’re planning to work in Nigeria as a Doctor, don’t do it abeg. Don’t say I didn’t warn you o) 

– TOSIN 

Two months….

You guys! I have two months left and i’m done with house job. I’m so excited!!! I’m officially starting a countdown. I can’t wait.

It feels like i started just yesterday. It really went by quickly. I remember feeling some type of way about moving to Ibadan. I remember the orientation process and my first day as a Doctor. It was overwhelming. How naive and clueless i was! It was ridiculous.

I have learnt and grown so much. I have met some cool people. I have worked with some stressful people and commended myself on how much I’ve grown by just being able to deal with them.

I started my internship with Obstetrics and Gynaecology, then moved to paediatrics and then Surgery. I’ve completed the first month in Medicine. .

I remember finding out I was posted to GIT/Liver unit and I was sad and happy at the same time. Sad because the unit is mad stressful in this hospital and happy because I actually don’t mind GIT. It was my favorite system back in Med school. I even did an elective rotation in GIT. That’s how much I loved it. 

The first month was a bit stressful as I was getting used to the unit. People weren’t exactly doing their work so it made everyone tense. I don’t mind the unit now though. I know what’s expected of me and what I need to do. 

Personally, I’ve been feeling somehow. Not sure if I can call it depression because that’s pretty big but I just don’t know if this is what I want to do with my life. I’m not sure being a Doctor makes me happy. A lot of people have said it’s probably because I’m in Nigeria and everything here is stress but deep down I feel like I’ll be miserable if I end up doing this forever. I’ve spoken to a few people about it and everyone is basically like you’ve got your whole life ahead. Ultimately, you gotta do what makes you happy. I mean, I love helping people feel better. It’s really overwhelming when you see someone come into the hospital really bad – almost dead ‘bad’ and they eventually leave conscious and well. It’s really amazing and the feeling that you played a role in making that happen is not something I can even discuss. Tew much! But I still wake up and feel sad. Almost like this is not what I should be doing with my life. Hopefully , i figure it out soon. Pray for me guys! 

On to happier news, I met my cute ass nephew last week. 😍  I’m looking forward to finishing housejob and starting NYSC much later in the year. I also look forward to next month as I’ll be welcoming my second nephew to the world. Super exciting. Titi is getting married in August so that’s super lit. Such a blessed year for my family tbh. 

What kind of post would this be if I don’t share pictures from the past few months? 
For more pictures follow lifewithtwotees and napphotog on instagram. 

6 months….

My nephew turned one last week. Cutest boy!

So…. Can y’all believe it’s been six months already since I started housejob??? I can actually. Ive basically stopped blogging, reading non medical books, going out and doing so many other things I love. The whole process has been exhausting but I can’t complain because I met the most amazing person in this mess of a place. 

I’m officially done with Obstetrics and Gynecology and Paediatrics and I’m currently in Lagos for a family event. 

Everyone said Paeds would be horrible. I actually expected the worst. I was pleasantly surprised though. I met some amazing people and I had a blast. I’m not here saying I didn’t feel like slapping people everyday but it wasn’t as bad as they made it seem. Paediatrics was stress sometimes. It was frustrating meeting Parents that obviously have no plans for their kids. Some did not even care. Highlight of my paeds rotation would be the moment we discharged a premature baby I was so attached to. His parents just got married so it sorta hit me like ‘damn, this could happen to anyone I know’. I met baby Miracle when I started my SCBU posting this month and the baby went from stable to really sick to stable.  It was just really a roller coaster. At some point he was the only male baby on the ward. Lol Even when we were distributing patients, the parents insisted I made him my patient. Long story short,  baby Miracle got discharged and guess who wasn’t there? Yeah. Me. I was so happy nonetheless. Watching a baby almost die is the most depressing thing ever. 

Guess what? The most random thing just happened. I just got a call from Baby Miracle’s parents. They were calling to say hi and tell me Baby Miracle does not miss my daily pcv checks and frequent pricks. Lmaoo

My worst moment in Paediatrics happened when I was doing my ward posting. I was in pulmonology unit. I was on call on the haemonc ward. Immediately I started my call, the nurse told me a patient is complaining and I should probably go see her. I went over to the bed side and asked the mother what the problem was. She said her daughter is in a lot of pain and she’s a strong girl so for her to be moaning, the pain must be intense. I asked what analgesics the child has been on. Luckily for me, the primary doctors were still on the ward so I asked them what they usually give her for the pain and they said she reacts badly to opioids so sadly, it’s just the usual IV paracetamol. I was like damn. Well, I went ahead and gave her some, collected my worklist, dropped my phone number and left the ward. I went back to give drugs at some point that night and the girl was not looking good at all. Thankfully, my reg was around. We both walked to the bedside and the mother was just complaining that something is off with her girl. Before we could even ask her what she meant, the girl started gasping. The mother started singing that ‘ You are great.. every single thing about you is great’ song. Said that’s her daughter’s favourite song. Then she told us that whatever happens, do not resusitate. The girl took her last breath and we just stood there looking. The mother did not stop singing. I didn’t even know when I shed a tear. It was so depressing. Then the part I couldn’t handle was when the father came and the mother who has been so strong all along started crying… They basically took turns crying for like 30minutes. Then the mother came up to me and brought all her unused consumables. (In Nigeria, patients buy their own consumables- needle, syringes, water for injection, gloves, cotton wool e.t.c) and gave them to me that she knows they’ll be useful to someone else.

Yeah, that call was the most fucked up call ever. The song was stuck in my head for like a week. so very dramatic. 

Btw, the lil girl had nephroblastoma. 

Ok enough about Paediatrics! 

Starting my Surgery posting next week and I’m not exactly excited because I don’t like surgery either. The consolation right now is that I’ve done my least favourite so how bad can this one be?

Apparently neurosurgery is the worst unit so I’m praying I don’t get posted there but people have done it and they did not die so we move!

I’m in Lagos and I’ve not even done anything. I was supposed to get a new phone but everyone has been discouraging me. I’m just tired. 

I’ll probably go visit my friends and sister and buy a couple of things. 

Oh and I need to do my hair. Ugh 

What phone should I get? I need one with a badass camera. Okay maybe not badass but good enough. I’m thinking iPhone 6s or Samsung s6 edge. Epp me please! 

January is almost over. I am excited just knowing I’ll finish housejob this year. 

Are you excited for the rest of the year?! 

October

So, October is pretty much over and I’m just here asking myself where it went. Not complaining tho. I’m officially done with obstetrics and gynecology. 3 months of house job gone, 9 months to go!!! Whoop! I’m starting Paediatrics on Monday and from what I’ve heard, it’s terrible. I’m trying hard not to make that cloud my experience. A wise man once said ‘ Just because it did not go well for someone else does not mean it’ll be the same for you. You’re different.’

Of course the wise man is my father and of course he’ll always tell me I’m special but still I’m going to say those words to myself everyday if I have to. 

The roster is out for my first month in paediatrics and I’m already sort of depressed. I’m on call 14 times next month (pretty much alternate day calls). The only not so depressing thing about the roster is that I’m starting with pulmonology and I heard it’s one of the best units to be in. So yay! 
I already posted a tweet about my next blog post being a bit personal. 

So do y’all remember my last post about guys in general months ago (Read it here). Where I sort of gave up on humans.

Now, as you all know, my plan was to just do this one year housemanship thing and move on with my life. I had zero interests in finding or dating anyone. Little did I know that I was just saying my own. 

I met the most amazing person two months ago. I’m sure he’ll read this and be feeling himself but it’s all good. 

I remember clearly what happened the day I met him. I was on call the day before and I was cranky as hell. I walked into my ward that Saturday morning because I got a message about the unit doctors meeting up for post op round. I was already up all night and was really upset. My damn period started the night before and of course I had dysmenorrhoea and the nurses had to give me some analgesics. Anyway, so as I walked in, I see this guy sitting and writing something. I’ve never seen his face before but I knew some house officers just started ObGyn. So I asked him if he was the one on call and he said yes. Then I went ahead to complain about the fact that I was on call the night before and also the fact that I  got there before everyone else. I’m sure he was like I don’t even know you ma. ‘ Woz all dis story?’ I remember asking what school he finished from and just trying to talk while I waited for the rest of the unit doctors to arrive. 

We did our post op round and left. Obviously I went home (outside the hospital). Only for my Senior Registrar to call me and request for the two patients’ PCVs. I was like this is just fantastic. I had zero plans of going back to the hospital so I went to the house officers WhatsApp page to dig out this guy’s number since he’s on call on my ward, he can help abi?

I sent a WhatsApp message but it was just a tick for the longest time so I decided to text him. I don’t know why I didn’t just call him. Sent a text begging him to help me do it and get the results to me. He didn’t respond so I was like great!

My SR kept calling later for the results and I was forming ‘ it’s not out yet’ secretly hoping this guy had done it. 

Few minutes past 5 or 6, I get a text from him about the results and I was like ah Thank you. That was it. The conversation ended there. Was that even a conversation?
Somehow, we ended up talking on WhatsApp and the rest is history. Now, I was a bit worried about the fact that we are kind of different but then again I think being different from someone gives you a chance to learn from the person.

Long story short, I am glad we did that post op round. 😊😊😊

OMG GUYS! Two more months and the year is over. Isn’t that insane?

Wish me luck in paediatrics guys! I’ll need all the luck I can get tbh.

How was the month October for you and what plans do you have for the new month?