deltateam:


This is not true unless the doctor is compromised by sleeping with them.

desiredhome:

There is no contradiction here, maybe you don't get the explanation, we were just discharged not long and I got my experience.
A lot of people die everyday in government hospitals not necessarily of the illness but Doctor/Nurses carelessness, I am not generalizing, there are some good ones.
Some of the consultants don't have time for the government hospitals, they only concentrate on their own private hospital.

So because student doctors have to learn so patient should die , while it is a process of learning, there are still some mistakes.
Funny enough death doesn't mean anything to them.

The truth is Nigerians generally care less about government facilities they rather destroy the government own to build theirs

tactius:
Inasmuch as I don't condone neglignence, there are a lot of issues with this story

1.Exactly what illness brought her husband to the hospital?? Was it something that could have been treated?? What was the prognosis?

I am asking this quesiton because oxygen is not given as a cure all...it is given as a part of what we call 'supportive management'. Patients have died on oxygen not because it was lacking but because their illness was terminal.

2.Doctors and nurses are not responsible for oxygen...it is the hospital's procurement unit. And this being a government hopsital...they probably did not have enough cash to buy enough oxygen

The thing is, we spend less than one trillion naira for over a 100 government owned hospitals. Recently, the head of one teaching hospital was quoted as saying that he gets six million for overheads...while the actual cost is 11million. Where is he going to get five million from.??

In my opinion, government should privatise tertiary healthcare and make primary and secondary health care its focus.

3.



I am a doctor, and I have told patient';s relatives several times 'there is nothing we can do'. Let me tell you of two such times

The first time was to the parents, and then grandparents of a newborn baby who ended up with severe brain damage due to obstructed labour. The child was rushed to the teaching hospital where i was with severe diffculties. If we had a ventilatior for infants, the child could have survived...but the thing is, the child would have been severely disabled...and may have died eventually. Telling the relaitons was the hardest thing I ever had to do...and it still hurts to this day, some ten years later.

Another time was a girl with a dilated cardiomyopathy. Heart was just a flabby mass...could not pump well. Everything had been done..all she needed was a heart transplant...not available in Nigeria. She died. 22 years. I nearly broke down.

Some of you people who insult and curse us doctors don't know that each death affects us too...and there are some we remember, even years later. And there are times when a patient, in grief...like the relation who blamed us for her mother's death...her mother's kidneys had failed...she was on lifesaving dialysis when she died on the machine...and it was all our fault. (We did everything by the book).

So, to the guy who said that the woman should slap us....well, I cannot hate you or curse you. All I can promise you is that we will continue to do our best regardless of the condtion. I do not expect your thanks when we succed...it is my job, and a postman does not celebrate when he delivers the mail...so therefore I won't celebrate when I save a life.

I love my work as a doctor. I have run , shouted, advocated, spent money for, cried over, lost my social life, worsened my health, so that patients can be comfortable, and lives can be saved. I am prepared to keep on working long hours, to keep on fighting, to keep on suffering, even if I do not get your gratitude, even if you slap me.....because it is my job, and if I and my colelagues walked away, things would be much worse....much much worse.

Every death affects me, and every death hurts me. I always find myself going over the possibilites. What could we have done,? What could have been done.? Sometimes I blame msyelf, and sometimes I never stop blaming myself. Sometimes I cry, sometimes, I cannot stop crying.

But that is the job. Some body has to do it.

So, I;ll keep doing it.

Thank you and good evening.

deltateam:


Does the force employ smallie people? There's a particular height they check. Seems there are some gaps to your story.

deltateam:


Does the force employ smallie people? There's a particular height they check. Seems there are some gaps to your story.

richidinho:
That was how my landlord almost died in wuse zone 3 general hospital, blood level was said to be at a very very low level , the man was turning white, he was rushed to the hospital at exactly 6.00am but no one attended to him till 1.00pm when I got there he was lying on a plastic chair begging them, I asked why he was not been attended to, they were passing blames

I left them went to a nearby beer joint and got myself high, by the time I went back there, I started shouting and attempted to slap everyone, due to my action they probably thot I was a military man, omo see how they were busy on my landlord, within 10min the man was admitted, I paid for 3bags of blood, they performed all d lab magic, administered the blood after 2days he was discharged healthy and in good condition

Till today my landlady that used to talk to me anyhow may be because of my size got to know that we smallish people are mighty inside

brothers and sisters if you are going to a govt hospital with your love ones never forget your craze head for house o... you might need it...their only target patients are the rich

deltateam:


Does the force employ smallie people? There's a particular height they check. Seems there are some gaps to your story.

richidinho:
That was how my landlord almost died in wuse zone 3 general hospital, blood level was said to be at a very very low level , the man was turning white, he was rushed to the hospital at exactly 6.00am but no one attended to him till 1.00pm when I got there he was lying on a plastic chair begging them, I asked why he was not been attended to, they were passing blames

I left them went to a nearby beer joint and got myself high, by the time I went back there, I started shouting and attempted to slap everyone, due to my action they probably thot I was a military man, omo see how they were busy on my landlord, within 10min the man was admitted, I paid for 3bags of blood, they performed all d lab magic, administered the blood after 2days he was discharged healthy and in good condition

Till today my landlady that used to talk to me anyhow may be because of my size got to know that we smallish people are mighty inside

brothers and sisters if you are going to a govt hospital with your love ones never forget your craze head for house o... you might need it...their only target patients are the rich

tactius:
Inasmuch as I don't condone neglignence, there are a lot of issues with this story

1.Exactly what illness brought her husband to the hospital?? Was it something that could have been treated?? What was the prognosis?

I am asking this quesiton because oxygen is not given as a cure all...it is given as a part of what we call 'supportive management'. Patients have died on oxygen not because it was lacking but because their illness was terminal.

2.Doctors and nurses are not responsible for oxygen...it is the hospital's procurement unit. And this being a government hopsital...they probably did not have enough cash to buy enough oxygen

The thing is, we spend less than one trillion naira for over a 100 government owned hospitals. Recently, the head of one teaching hospital was quoted as saying that he gets six million for overheads...while the actual cost is 11million. Where is he going to get five million from.??

In my opinion, government should privatise tertiary healthcare and make primary and secondary health care its focus.

3.



I am a doctor, and I have told patient';s relatives several times 'there is nothing we can do'. Let me tell you of two such times

The first time was to the parents, and then grandparents of a newborn baby who ended up with severe brain damage due to obstructed labour. The child was rushed to the teaching hospital where i was with severe diffculties. If we had a ventilatior for infants, the child could have survived...but the thing is, the child would have been severely disabled...and may have died eventually. Telling the relaitons was the hardest thing I ever had to do...and it still hurts to this day, some ten years later.

Another time was a girl with a dilated cardiomyopathy. Heart was just a flabby mass...could not pump well. Everything had been done..all she needed was a heart transplant...not available in Nigeria. She died. 22 years. I nearly broke down.

Some of you people who insult and curse us doctors don't know that each death affects us too...and there are some we remember, even years later. And there are times when a patient, in grief...like the relation who blamed us for her mother's death...her mother's kidneys had failed...she was on lifesaving dialysis when she died on the machine...and it was all our fault. (We did everything by the book).

So, to the guy who said that the woman should slap us....well, I cannot hate you or curse you. All I can promise you is that we will continue to do our best regardless of the condtion. I do not expect your thanks when we succed...it is my job, and a postman does not celebrate when he delivers the mail...so therefore I won't celebrate when I save a life.

I love my work as a doctor. I have run , shouted, advocated, spent money for, cried over, lost my social life, worsened my health, so that patients can be comfortable, and lives can be saved. I am prepared to keep on working long hours, to keep on fighting, to keep on suffering, even if I do not get your gratitude, even if you slap me.....because it is my job, and if I and my colelagues walked away, things would be much worse....much much worse.

Every death affects me, and every death hurts me. I always find myself going over the possibilites. What could we have done,? What could have been done.? Sometimes I blame msyelf, and sometimes I never stop blaming myself. Sometimes I cry, sometimes, I cannot stop crying.

But that is the job. Some body has to do it.

So, I;ll keep doing it.

Thank you and good evening.






God will surely reward the work of ur ✋..Amen ..Keep doing your best sir

DrWhizy:

I would have thought the appendix was part of the intestine

But then what do I know ?

richidinho:
That was how my landlord almost died in wuse zone 3 general hospital, blood level was said to be at a very very low level , the man was turning white, he was rushed to the hospital at exactly 6.00am but no one attended to him till 1.00pm when I got there he was lying on a plastic chair begging them, I asked why he was not been attended to, they were passing blames

I left them went to a nearby beer joint and got myself high, by the time I went back there, I started shouting and attempted to slap everyone, due to my action they probably thot I was a military man, omo see how they were busy on my landlord, within 10min the man was admitted, I paid for 3bags of blood, they performed all d lab magic, administered the blood after 2days he was discharged healthy and in good condition

Till today my landlady that used to talk to me anyhow may be because of my size got to know that we smallish people are mighty inside

brothers and sisters if you are going to a govt hospital with your love ones never forget your craze head for house o... you might need it...their only target patients are the rich

DavidEsq:

Is it the intestine? Look at his ogoro eyes . I am currently in court with a hospital that manhandled me. Ah swear, I wld send dem to financial extinction. Oloriburu ni e

DrWhizy:
Thank you sire

deltateam:


You didn't slap the useless doctor fah? Bunch of incompetent mofos cutting intestine for appendix.

tactius:

In my opinion, government should privatise tertiary healthcare and make primary and secondary health care its focus.

Every death affects me, and every death hurts me. I always find myself going over the possibilites. What could we have done,? What could have been done.?

Elliot2:
The day a doctor told me that nothing was wrong with me,and that I was only imagining the pains I felt made me became a semi-herbalist myself. I cannot put my life in the hands of naija docs.

Inasmuch as I don't condone neglignence, there are a lot of issues with this story

1.Exactly what illness brought her husband to the hospital?? Was it something that could have been treated?? What was the prognosis?

I am asking this quesiton because oxygen is not given as a cure all...it is given as a part of what we call 'supportive management'. Patients have died on oxygen not because it was lacking but because their illness was terminal.

2.Doctors and nurses are not responsible for oxygen...it is the hospital's procurement unit. And this being a government hopsital...they probably did not have enough cash to buy enough oxygen

The thing is, we spend less than one trillion naira for over a 100 government owned hospitals. Recently, the head of one teaching hospital was quoted as saying that he gets six million for overheads...while the actual cost is 11million. Where is he going to get five million from.??

In my opinion, government should privatise tertiary healthcare and make primary and secondary health care its focus.

3.



I am a doctor, and I have told patient';s relatives several times 'there is nothing we can do'. Let me tell you of two such times

The first time was to the parents, and then grandparents of a newborn baby who ended up with severe brain damage due to obstructed labour. The child was rushed to the teaching hospital where i was with severe diffculties. If we had a ventilatior for infants, the child could have survived...but the thing is, the child would have been severely disabled...and may have died eventually. Telling the relaitons was the hardest thing I ever had to do...and it still hurts to this day, some ten years later.

Another time was a girl with a dilated cardiomyopathy. Heart was just a flabby mass...could not pump well. Everything had been done..all she needed was a heart transplant...not available in Nigeria. She died. 22 years. I nearly broke down.

Some of you people who insult and curse us doctors don't know that each death affects us too...and there are some we remember, even years later. And there are times when a patient, in grief...like the relation who blamed us for her mother's death...her mother's kidneys had failed...she was on lifesaving dialysis when she died on the machine...and it was all our fault. (We did everything by the book).

So, to the guy who said that the woman should slap us....well, I cannot hate you or curse you. All I can promise you is that we will continue to do our best regardless of the condtion. I do not expect your thanks when we succed...it is my job, and a postman does not celebrate when he delivers the mail...so therefore I won't celebrate when I save a life.

I love my work as a doctor. I have run , shouted, advocated, spent money for, cried over, lost my social life, worsened my health, so that patients can be comfortable, and lives can be saved. I am prepared to keep on working long hours, to keep on fighting, to keep on suffering, even if I do not get your gratitude, even if you slap me.....because it is my job, and if I and my colelagues walked away, things would be much worse....much much worse.

Every death affects me, and every death hurts me. I always find myself going over the possibilites. What could we have done,? What could have been done.? Sometimes I blame msyelf, and sometimes I never stop blaming myself. Sometimes I cry, sometimes, I cannot stop crying.

But that is the job. Some body has to do it.

So, I;ll keep doing it.

Thank you and good evening.