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Healing

Day 338 I'm Currently doing Internal Medicine Rotation and I bless God's name today for the gift of life, salvation, strength and resilience to carry on with my mission here on earth. The past couple of weeks had me praying for renewal of strength and zeal, because I actually came to the end of me as a House Officer. I felt drained by the first 3 postings, I felt Internal Medicine was only going to get the crumbs left of me as the other Rotations already took bigger bites off me. So I had to pray repeatedly for God to give me zeal and passion to work so that I can be at my best for my patients. What made the situation worse was the fact that Internal Medicine was one of my worst Postings back in Med School. After asking God for help severally, I think I forgot to keep on asking but He answered anyway. As the days went by, I felt alive again and found zeal to work with.  Days into the posting, I became really sick. I hadn't been that sick in 19 years, I battled i...

Medicine and Faith

Day 53 When on Labour Ward Calls, I normally sleep on the seat in order not to miss anything happening, until my second has had some sleep (on calm nights though). On this day, I was so drowsy and the seat wasn’t very comfy. I kept nodding off and the sweet nurses were like; Doc, go to your call room, we’ll call you when there’s something. As I was about leaving, a lady walked in. Sleep ruined, but here's a quick history: It was the 1st pregnancy and she was only 4cm open. Viola!πŸ‘ŒI can have some minutes in bed before she progresses. At about 2am, He tapped me. “Go and check up on that lady," was impressed in my heart and as such, I could not resist it. I dragged myself to the Labour Ward and took a detailed history. There was another woman that arrived in my absence. I took her history too and was to call my chiefs for further review. All along, I was thinking, God please show me what the lesson is. I know you didn’t wake me up 'unnecessarily.' I mean, the...

Asking For More

Day 273  I'm currently on my one week leave, we usually take one week leave in between each three months of rotation in the four departments. This leave is my last week in Surgery Department. There's nothing much to write about😁, but just to inform you guys that I'm enjoying my peeps here at home. I'm getting my hair done now, kid sis and cousin passed by and stopped to say hi. I offer them small chops sold in the shop, kid sis goes like, "how many should we take?" I ask her how many she wants. She says, "I'm taking two." In my mind, I'm like no p. Then cousin adds, "why not make it five to round up the amount to be paid?" I still say nothing. On their way leaving, πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ cousin demands for her 3 but kid sis is like no, we'll share it two and half. I'm laughing at them here. And it crossed my mind that I can actually dare to try that with God. You see, He's our Father and if I, common man, allowed them to ...

A Christian Senior Female Doctor

Day 13 Thank God for whoever invented crocs. After 25+ hours standing and sitting, I noticed nothing. But when it was time to hit the road, my shoe spelt it out for me: I had dependent ankle swelling. It was difficult to fit into those shoes. Meanwhile, I drew some inspiration watching the ever zealous Dr Omeke do her thing like  it was nothing. Like seriously? 5 emergency CS over the night and she kept her cool and was cheerfully looking for more work. Lord, have mercy and give me passion oiled with vision that I may enjoy my work like never before. Retyping this day 13 now, I feel He seriously answered that prayer. Na me dey run now.😁 See Day 251. PS: her name was shared with her permission 

Solution to Doctor's Burnout

Day 8 In all you do, find time to do the things you love. Else, you may lose yourself and become something you never envisaged. And often, the change is soul wrenching, making  you a monster to your own self. #mussing_from_a_girl_who_for_a_while_left_the_things_she_loves I cannot remember all that prompted this write up. But that day, I was becoming overwhelmed with work and realized how badly I missed fellowshipping with brethren and how refreshed I felt after attending a meeting one of the evenings.

The good doctor and her patients πŸ€—

Day 251 It's official! πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ I have OCD for my patients or better still, I have OCD for responsibilities or I'm  just the workaholic everyone claims I am. (  I still doubt themπŸ˜›) ... It's about 3 weeks to end of Surgery and I must say, I think I kinda prefer O&G and Paediatrics to Surgery sincerely ( except the free daily meals of course πŸ˜πŸ™„ ). I hate being on my toes always and that's what Surgery does to one (me) . In Surgery, you care for your patients 24/7 unlike other departments where once you're not on call, you can have breath of fresh air and not think about work for a minute ( 16hours actually) . After what happened two days ago I came to the conclusion that really I have this workaholic tendency (abi OCD). I and some Sisters did some studies within the week on Trusting God, and as usual, I carried it with me to live it out. So that faithful morning, my team was on call (taking Accident and Emergency cases), I came to work just to basically see pat...

We meet Dying People

Day 235 πŸ˜„ Happier now, the fellowship of brethren had a way of bringing light to my day finally. I had a rough morning. I woke up late, had my quiet time which was too quiet with a little bit of rush which on realization, I had to go back to be sure I still remembered all He had taught me (had to check it again now 😝). My main concern in prayer was basically an uplifting. I was dull, really dull, I felt this cloud of heaviness of heart which was gonna affect my countenance the whole day if the Lord didn't lift it. What was the origin? Last night, was my first time of certifying someone dead. It was terrible, but the main terror was whether I was certifying him into heaven as well. Yes, I've had difficulty with geriatric medicine and in extension, geriatric evangelism. I always feel I'm not in the same century with them, even when I talk, I feel they don't really understand. So with this person, there was the 'generational gap' as well as will I say language...

The Waiting

Day 225 Dear, Lately, I've had to pore over my life and have some things checked over again. I wish I was with you already. Reading Eric and Leslie's book has taught me alot and that's part of why I'm writing. The waiting has been long, I don't just mean The Waiting , I mean the waiting of  Heb 13:4 πŸ˜„πŸ€—. Okay so here's what I wanna say: the pull is getting stronger, but I suppose I'm getting stronger to wait too. Yup!✊ After the last 'no' which left me devastated, and my disciplers sending me across to James 1 and my personal Discovery of 1Cor10:13 , I have a renewed hope to wait. It isn't easy I must confess, having to be on the receiving end and having to consider requests upon request and listening intensely to God to hear O Tread in this path, and never hearing it all these years. I am becoming tired, but for the Ludys , I should stick a lil longer and for all those lessons learned from the above. And for you beloved, lemme stick a lil ...

Prepare for Kingship

Day 126 (27/1/2020) Basically everything I'll write today will be in retrospect. I was at my chapter's CMDA students forum. It was the first for the year and thus scheduled for prayers. I had planned on attending earlier and changed my mind but, an hour to the meeting, the Gen Sec asked if I was coming and I said no. Truly, it was indeed a no as I already mapped out the mountain of things to occupy my evening. I went about my plans, spent some time in prayer, and was to get on with other things. A well of worship rose from somewhere (I think a group was praying at the staff welfare hall). I heard them. Oh, it was irresistible. I knew I had to be in that meeting I had cancelled earlier, reasons being that as today was my day off duty, I didn't know when next I'd be chanced to be in the fellowship of brethren. I needed to attend this one. My mountains would come in after I returned. As I prepared, I knew I'd be late but that was better than never. As we were charged, ...