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norguy: @Arsetalks.... it is well with you.. no one can actually comfort you the right way expect God, one has to loss a dear one to feel the same way u do now, b4 consoling u.. I have my dear... it has been only God.. it is well ... its about 7weeks today without my best friend my all in all...my Dad.

Sorry for your loss mate. Today is exactly 2 months my own unlikely angel lost.

Life has been rough ever since.

DollyParton1: arsetalks take heart and strong. This is a great loss for you. I can't imagine the pain you are going through. But I pray that God will comfort and strengthen you. It might seem difficult right now, but time will heal the wound. Hold on and be strong pls.

Thanks. Exactly 2 months today. Seems it is a dream that I will never wake up from. Toju will never comeback it seems.

I followed you and tried to send a private message but couldn't. Reason for following - Dolly Parton.

abatically: E PAIN AM!!!!!!!!!!!!

https://i.imgur.com/b1NIPz5.gif

Sorry I no know say e pain u reach like this. My bad.

Though I don't know anybody in that set, but my point is based on past experience and until these boys prove me wrong in the coming years by playing at top level when they get to their late 20's and early 30's, then my point will remain valid. The basis of my claim?

Taiye taiwo, Obasi, Nsofor, Mikel Obi, Obafemi Martins were supposed to be the future of the super eagles.

Martins and Taiye Taiwo are 29 (officially abi?)
Nsofor is 27
Obasi is 28
Mikel Obi is 27

All these players are past their best while their European and American age mates are at their peak. There is only one logical explanation... AGE FRAUD.

Only idiots judge others with their pass. Based on the last set of Eaglets, they are not overaged and the MRI scan carried out on them proved they are not as well.

Attention seeking tw*t.

The poster of this has shown gross lack of understanding of the BIBLE. My own bible does not forbid most of those things you listed.

Oduduwaboy: hmm...sorry . Please , can you share your story too ?

Hmm, my story. It will make me cry writing about it but as it may help someone, I will write about it. Going to be long though and maybe full of errors as I can't stop crying writing it.

I met her 2010. She saw my phone number on the page of a newspaper and called me asking me to guide her on how to make money online. We agreed to meet, we met in an eatery in Ikotun ( Lagos ). I instantly liked her but I was in a relationshop, a relationship that was killing me and that I knew was going to end in ruins for many reasons but been me, I felt going out with another girl will be tantamount to cheating on my ex. To make it worst, T ( I will call her T, I can't reveal her real name quiet a number of people here know her ) was lanky and I am almost a dwarft. I got intimated by her status and the fact that she had a good job ( so I though but ironically I was earning more than her ), dresses well and expensive.

She came to my house a couple of times for training but most times a clone of me trains her while another clone of me fantasizes about how it would be to have her to myself not as a girlfriend but as a wife.

Along the line, I deliberately cease contact with her because the temptation was just too much. She kept calling but I don't answer, ignore emails as well. She felt I was disappointed at her level of seriousness on learning internet marketing but the main reason is I wanted to kill what I have for her.

She stopped calling. But fast forward 3 years later, she came back into my life having lost her job and more desperate then I found out that the big status eye I was looking at her with was just my imagination. She had a low beginning and was still struggling. She was not as old as I thought and was not married ( not even in a relationship ).

That was it. December 13 2013 she finally said yes for us to date. Was the happiest day of my life. But then, she had a health challenge that she never knew existed.

She was always complaining of headache and having suffered from migraine for many years, I felt it was migraine as all the syptoms were that of migraine. We sorted help. Been me, I always prefer supplements than normal drug based meds. We went to GNC Surulere, spoke to the doctor there and she confirmed ( without us telling her what I thought could be the problem ) that it was possibly migraine. We spent right on the spot about 40k on supplements.

But instead of the problem is abate, it increases. One day, I was talking to her on phone and all of a sudden she asked to call me back. Been a man, I insisted ( thinking who could see be with ). She ended the call and then called back about 1 hour later saying she had some sort of electric shock on her left side body and could not breath. I felt it was stress. We both prayed over it and dismissed it.

When I knew there was problem.

Can't remember the date but it was the date Arsenal defeated Liverpool 2-0 in the FA cup this year ( February 2014 ), she took me to her parents and since I live to far away, I decided to stay in an hotel at shitta Surulere. We were in that hotel against her wish ( she thought by going into hotel I will be tempted to touch her after we both agreed no sex before marriage ), we were in the hotel waiting for the match to stay and 5 minutes later she said she wants to leave. Someone I had not seen for close to a month prior to that day. I was mad. Very mad but kept silent. Few minutes later she started complaining of headache, I asked her to rest which she did but not long, she started yelling, asking to leave. It felt embarrassing and abnormal at the same time.

Initially I was angry ( and I have an anger problem ) but didn't show the anger. I knew that was not my angel, that was not the girl I know. T was gentle, hardly picks quarrels. Right there I knew she needs help and urgent help. I talked to my foster family about it ( we have lots of doctors in the family ), they couldn't say much about it as they are in Germany and I am in Nigeria. I asked her to see a doctor, she complained of money, I gave her 60k to go with, she was not happy as we had spent well over 150k on meds and tests already.

I told her what to say to the doctor and based on that, they offered an MRI scan. First result. A menigoma. A brain tumor. I died. I farted several times, went to the loo. beckoned on my friend to read the result too. He didn't understand ( I understood with the help of Google ). I called T asking her what she was told, she said the doctor didn't say anything but that she had an emergency case and got a referral. I needed to be sure of what I already knew. Waited for my friend to hear from his own friend. And my fear was confirmed.

How do I break the news to my angel that she may die ( I was made to believe a brain tumor was a death sentence ). I cried, I rushed down to Surulere. That day I noticed she has lost so much weight, I saw her the way I never saw her the day before. I held back the tears, hugged her. Made her eat her food then asked her several

questions, everything proved the result was right. All the advance symptoms. She knew I know more than she already knew and told me " Abayomi, tell me everything you know, I know you have many doctors in your family, tell me, I can live with everything right now as I have the most high". The tears dropped then.

My world paused. I said nothing order than lied. We left ( myself and my friend ). While leaving, my friend called me telling me I was unfair on her, I should tell her exactly what the doctor was too scared to say. He made sense, I told her. She didn't understand it but knew it was serious. She hugged me the way she never did before and gave me the best kiss ever and said "I love you and surely I know you love me". I was both happy and sad.

The journey began. We were referred to a neurosurgeon by the name Dr Idowu at Lasuth. I drilled and grilled him. He was surprised I knew so much ( I spent 72 hours researching and talking to doctors both within my family and outside ). He told me the chances was good. It was just 10% chance of been a cancerous tumor. Gave me

several examples. We were give 3 options. 1. Do the surgery at lasuth. Veru cheap. 2. Go to a private hospital. Would cost 2.5m. 3. Go abroad. Would cost close to 4m. He sounded confident and had records to back up his claim. Obviously he knew I know and was ready to tell me what doctors call "the truth you tell a family".

We decided to do it at Lasuth. I talked to several people who vouch for the neurosurgeon saying he knows his stuff. My own foster father knows him from when they were in school though I didn't get to know from dad about it as he was dead at that time, my uncle mentioned to me how they know each other. My family said no to surgery saying the end result is always death or a rubbish life. I felt they were been too negative. She talked to a doctor in her church ( a popular church on the Island ), who knew the surgeon at lasuth and they gave her a go ahead after calling a prayer session for her.

Initially I didn't want us to do it but seeing her level of faith and strong believe, I decided to give her my backing. We paid for the surgery at lasuth, got blood from the blood bank, did everything then lasuth told us we have to wait close to 2 months. I was cool with it because she has no one else but me and if I am to foot all her bills ( x3 more then what we were initially told ) I will need time to raise the money as I was trying to change my apartment at the same time so it be easier for her to visit before we leave the country ( which was the plan ) but her church said no, they told her to go to luth. Referred her to someone else at luth who the church knows and can vouch for.

At this time, I was still feeling a miracle will happen and she will not do the surgery. May 1, she visited me. She told me to go donate blood for her as luth had no blood to sell and they won't accept anything we brought from lasuth. Was planning to go the next day May 2 when she called me that the doctor called her to come for admission. 5 days later, she had the surgery. She called me around 6am, I was staying at an hotel as going home from the hospital every day will cost me over 10k while hotel will cost me just 6500 per night, to tell me she was been taking away ( she was walking, even dancing, very healthy, no one will know anything is wrong with her if she does not have the siezure ). I rushed into the loo like 3 times. Then surmounted the courage and went to the hospital. Cried, hugged each other and she told me " I will come back and I will make you your favorite, catfish and porridge ". We laughed and hugged. They told me the surgery is normally 8 hours and above. 8 hours, no sight or sound of them. 10, 12. I was dying, couldn't eat. Her mom begged, did everything asking me to calm down. I was not going to be calm as if she knows the real truth, she would not be calm. 14 hours 15 minutes later, the consultant came out, it was SUCCESS but there was a problem. The tumor was not totally removed but according to him, it is not a tumor that relapses and we have the option of radio therapy. I was happy.

Around 1am, we took her alongside the nurses to the recovery room. She didn't need ICU which means we are saving 250k ( which they never returned anyway ). Next day, the doctors started looking for me ( my phones were off due to low battery and I was stressed from 14 hours of standing ) as she needed to see me. I got to the hospital around 10am. First thing she said was " my love, I have not seen you for 2 days now, I asked them to bring you to me, how are you, I am in pains, if I know it was like this, I would not do it". I cried within me. All her body was swollen. I couldn't hug her, she was in pains, I was in x3 pains seeing her that way.

2 days later, she moved to the ward. After about 2 weeks, I was told we had 7 more days and she can go home. She was fine. I decided to engage her, her best friend got me her ring size, I decided to order for the ring. Then May 21, I went to the hospital from the hotel as usual. First thing she did was to pick a fight with me for wearing a cloth she bought for me that she aske dme not to wear any more. I apologized ( not because I wanted to but because I rather she rests ) then 30 minutes later, she demanded for fruits, I gave her sister money to go buy it for her. Before she came back, T started asking for her other sister, accusing her family of not showing enough care for her as aside her immediate younger sister, the brothers hardly come around. I initially agreed with her as I had told my friend I was not happy with that too but then I noticed her worry was nothing as the person she requested for was with her all along. Her sister slept at the same hotel with me, and I know for sure she was with her. That went, she started asking about her other sister who went to get her fruits. Saying she has not come around for 3 days and that she is disappointed in everyone of them. First thing that came to my mind, MEMORY LOSS. I went after the doctors, alerted the nurses. I started going after them by 11am. They never came till 8pm.

She died. My angel died. I call her my unlikely angel as Dolly Parton's song Unlikely Angel used to be my favorite ( not any more ). Simply because they forgot to insert a clod or whatever, a clod they made me buy for 21k. Right there, they started throwing blames at each other. What happened, I asked ( as they had sent me to go buy meds for her, with the last cash I had both at hand and in bank until I get paid the next day ), one of them insulted me by saying " you already know". I held his neck, pulled him closer to me, was about to start punching him when I was pushed away. She was gone. I went into denial. I prayed, confessed the word but I never cried. Called her friend, everyone was shocked. It was " but she was find, she even started by herself, they even put her on a plastic chair" and all sort of. I refused she had died. Told her parents not to believe. I was like that for 4 days till she was buried. If I could go with her, I would have.

She left 8:05pm Wednesday May 21 and was buried Sunday. Ever since, I lost a part of me, days of crying, blaming myself, depression followed. No day I don't call her name without knowing I am doing so. I would have done it before I know I had. Her parents, siblings everyone has moved on, I was going to move on with the help of nairaland but the crash of the site pushed me down further and haven't been able to really recover. I have never been this bad and never will be. Never ever.

Wish I can say it more than this but Luth is one place I will never recommend to anyone. Dirty, the doctors use humans for practicals, the nurses rude, the money you spend on meds killing ( I personally counted how much I spent on meds and it was between 12-15k every day for the first 2 weeks and then 5-7k every day after ).

My only solace was the fact that I was with her every day sitting by her bed side ( at least 10 hours per day), cleaning her saliva, changing her position, my greatest regret is seeing her going and I can't do anything. It keeps haunting me till date.

I can imagine. I am going through the same exact thing right now. Don't wish the pain, the confusion, the crying and the depression upon my enemy.

Lost my angel, the love of my life, my world, my everything to LUTH's carelessness 2 months back and my world has ever since turned up side down.


Hmm, my story. It will make me cry writing about it but as it may help someone, I will write about it. Going to be long though and maybe full of errors as I can't stop crying writing it.

I met her 2010. She saw my phone number on the page of a newspaper and called me asking me to guide her on how to make money online. We agreed to meet, we met in an eatery in Ikotun ( Lagos ). I instantly liked her but I was in a relationshop, a relationship that was killing me and that I knew was going to end in ruins for many reasons but been me, I felt going out with another girl will be tantamount to cheating on my ex. To make it worst, T ( I will call her T, I can't reveal her real name quiet a number of people here know her ) was lanky and I am almost a dwarft. I got intimated by her status and the fact that she had a good job ( so I though but ironically I was earning more than her ), dresses well and expensive.

She came to my house a couple of times for training but most times a clone of me trains her while another clone of me fantasizes about how it would be to have her to myself not as a girlfriend but as a wife.

Along the line, I deliberately cease contact with her because the temptation was just too much. She kept calling but I don't answer, ignore emails as well. She felt I was disappointed at her level of seriousness on learning internet marketing but the main reason is I wanted to kill what I have for her.

She stopped calling. But fast forward 3 years later, she came back into my life having lost her job and more desperate then I found out that the big status eye I was looking at her with was just my imagination. She had a low beginning and was still struggling. She was not as old as I thought and was not married ( not even in a relationship ).

That was it. December 13 2013 she finally said yes for us to date. Was the happiest day of my life. But then, she had a health challenge that she never knew existed.

She was always complaining of headache and having suffered from migraine for many years, I felt it was migraine as all the syptoms were that of migraine. We sorted help. Been me, I always prefer supplements than normal drug based meds. We went to GNC Surulere, spoke to the doctor there and she confirmed ( without us telling her what I thought could be the problem ) that it was possibly migraine. We spent right on the spot about 40k on supplements.

But instead of the problem is abate, it increases. One day, I was talking to her on phone and all of a sudden she asked to call me back. Been a man, I insisted ( thinking who could see be with ). She ended the call and then called back about 1 hour later saying she had some sort of electric shock on her left side body and could not breath. I felt it was stress. We both prayed over it and dismissed it.

When I knew there was problem.

Can't remember the date but it was the date Arsenal defeated Liverpool 2-0 in the FA cup this year ( February 2014 ), she took me to her parents and since I live to far away, I decided to stay in an hotel at shitta Surulere. We were in that hotel against her wish ( she thought by going into hotel I will be tempted to touch her after we both agreed no sex before marriage ), we were in the hotel waiting for the match to stay and 5 minutes later she said she wants to leave. Someone I had not seen for close to a month prior to that day. I was mad. Very mad but kept silent. Few minutes later she started complaining of headache, I asked her to rest which she did but not long, she started yelling, asking to leave. It felt embarrassing and abnormal at the same time.

Initially I was angry ( and I have an anger problem ) but didn't show the anger. I knew that was not my angel, that was not the girl I know. T was gentle, hardly picks quarrels. Right there I knew she needs help and urgent help. I talked to my foster family about it ( we have lots of doctors in the family ), they couldn't say much about it as they are in Germany and I am in Nigeria. I asked her to see a doctor, she complained of money, I gave her 60k to go with, she was not happy as we had spent well over 150k on meds and tests already.

I told her what to say to the doctor and based on that, they offered an MRI scan. First result. A menigoma. A brain tumor. I died. I farted several times, went to the loo. beckoned on my friend to read the result too. He didn't understand ( I understood with the help of Google ). I called T asking her what she was told, she said the doctor didn't say anything but that she had an emergency case and got a referral. I needed to be sure of what I already knew. Waited for my friend to hear from his own friend. And my fear was confirmed.

How do I break the news to my angel that she may die ( I was made to believe a brain tumor was a death sentence ). I cried, I rushed down to Surulere. That day I noticed she has lost so much weight, I saw her the way I never saw her the day before. I held back the tears, hugged her. Made her eat her food then asked her several

questions, everything proved the result was right. All the advance symptoms. She knew I know more than she already knew and told me " Abayomi, tell me everything you know, I know you have many doctors in your family, tell me, I can live with everything right now as I have the most high". The tears dropped then.

My world paused. I said nothing order than lied. We left ( myself and my friend ). While leaving, my friend called me telling me I was unfair on her, I should tell her exactly what the doctor was too scared to say. He made sense, I told her. She didn't understand it but knew it was serious. She hugged me the way she never did before and gave me the best kiss ever and said "I love you and surely I know you love me". I was both happy and sad.

The journey began. We were referred to a neurosurgeon by the name Dr Idowu at Lasuth. I drilled and grilled him. He was surprised I knew so much ( I spent 72 hours researching and talking to doctors both within my family and outside ). He told me the chances was good. It was just 10% chance of been a cancerous tumor. Gave me

several examples. We were give 3 options. 1. Do the surgery at lasuth. Veru cheap. 2. Go to a private hospital. Would cost 2.5m. 3. Go abroad. Would cost close to 4m. He sounded confident and had records to back up his claim. Obviously he knew I know and was ready to tell me what doctors call "the truth you tell a family".

We decided to do it at Lasuth. I talked to several people who vouch for the neurosurgeon saying he knows his stuff. My own foster father knows him from when they were in school though I didn't get to know from dad about it as he was dead at that time, my uncle mentioned to me how they know each other. My family said no to surgery saying the end result is always death or a rubbish life. I felt they were been too negative. She talked to a doctor in her church ( a popular church on the Island ), who knew the surgeon at lasuth and they gave her a go ahead after calling a prayer session for her.

Initially I didn't want us to do it but seeing her level of faith and strong believe, I decided to give her my backing. We paid for the surgery at lasuth, got blood from the blood bank, did everything then lasuth told us we have to wait close to 2 months. I was cool with it because she has no one else but me and if I am to foot all her bills ( x3 more then what we were initially told ) I will need time to raise the money as I was trying to change my apartment at the same time so it be easier for her to visit before we leave the country ( which was the plan ) but her church said no, they told her to go to luth. Referred her to someone else at luth who the church knows and can vouch for.

At this time, I was still feeling a miracle will happen and she will not do the surgery. May 1, she visited me. She told me to go donate blood for her as luth had no blood to sell and they won't accept anything we brought from lasuth. Was planning to go the next day May 2 when she called me that the doctor called her to come for admission. 5 days later, she had the surgery. She called me around 6am, I was staying at an hotel as going home from the hospital every day will cost me over 10k while hotel will cost me just 6500 per night, to tell me she was been taking away ( she was walking, even dancing, very healthy, no one will know anything is wrong with her if she does not have the siezure ). I rushed into the loo like 3 times. Then surmounted the courage and went to the hospital. Cried, hugged each other and she told me " I will come back and I will make you your favorite, catfish and porridge ". We laughed and hugged. They told me the surgery is normally 8 hours and above. 8 hours, no sight or sound of them. 10, 12. I was dying, couldn't eat. Her mom begged, did everything asking me to calm down. I was not going to be calm as if she knows the real truth, she would not be calm. 14 hours 15 minutes later, the consultant came out, it was SUCCESS but there was a problem. The tumor was not totally removed but according to him, it is not a tumor that relapses and we have the option of radio therapy. I was happy.

Around 1am, we took her alongside the nurses to the recovery room. She didn't need ICU which means we are saving 250k ( which they never returned anyway ). Next day, the doctors started looking for me ( my phones were off due to low battery and I was stressed from 14 hours of standing ) as she needed to see me. I got to the hospital around 10am. First thing she said was " my love, I have not seen you for 2 days now, I asked them to bring you to me, how are you, I am in pains, if I know it was like this, I would not do it". I cried within me. All her body was swollen. I couldn't hug her, she was in pains, I was in x3 pains seeing her that way.

2 days later, she moved to the ward. After about 2 weeks, I was told we had 7 more days and she can go home. She was fine. I decided to engage her, her best friend got me her ring size, I decided to order for the ring. Then May 21, I went to the hospital from the hotel as usual. First thing she did was to pick a fight with me for wearing a cloth she bought for me that she aske dme not to wear any more. I apologized ( not because I wanted to but because I rather she rests ) then 30 minutes later, she demanded for fruits, I gave her sister money to go buy it for her. Before she came back, T started asking for her other sister, accusing her family of not showing enough care for her as aside her immediate younger sister, the brothers hardly come around. I initially agreed with her as I had told my friend I was not happy with that too but then I noticed her worry was nothing as the person she requested for was with her all along. Her sister slept at the same hotel with me, and I know for sure she was with her. That went, she started asking about her other sister who went to get her fruits. Saying she has not come around for 3 days and that she is disappointed in everyone of them. First thing that came to my mind, MEMORY LOSS. I went after the doctors, alerted the nurses. I started going after them by 11am. They never came till 8pm.

She died. My angel died. I call her my unlikely angel as Dolly Parton's song Unlikely Angel used to be my favorite ( not any more ). Simply because they forgot to insert a clod or whatever, a clod they made me buy for 21k. Right there, they started throwing blames at each other. What happened, I asked ( as they had sent me to go buy meds for her, with the last cash I had both at hand and in bank until I get paid the next day ), one of them insulted me by saying " you already know". I held his neck, pulled him closer to me, was about to start punching him when I was pushed away. She was gone. I went into denial. I prayed, confessed the word but I never cried. Called her friend, everyone was shocked. It was " but she was find, she even started by herself, they even put her on a plastic chair" and all sort of. I refused she had died. Told her parents not to believe. I was like that for 4 days till she was buried. If I could go with her, I would have.

She left 8:05pm Wednesday May 21 and was buried Sunday. Ever since, I lost a part of me, days of crying, blaming myself, depression followed. No day I don't call her name without knowing I am doing so. I would have done it before I know I had. Her parents, siblings everyone has moved on, I was going to move on with the help of nairaland but the crash of the site pushed me down further and haven't been able to really recover. I have never been this bad and never will be. Never ever.

Wish I can say it more than this but Luth is one place I will never recommend to anyone. Dirty, the doctors use humans for practicals, the nurses rude, the money you spend on meds killing ( I personally counted how much I spent on meds and it was between 12-15k every day for the first 2 weeks and then 5-7k every day after ).

My only solace was the fact that I was with her every day sitting by her bed side ( at least 10 hours per day), cleaning her saliva, changing her position, my greatest regret is seeing her going and I can't do anything. It keeps haunting me till date.

When I was 21, I never had sex too. So whats the big deal?

I love this. This is the way to go. The money can be used ( if it will be used ) for some other things. NFF gets enough money from FIFA and they should fend for themselves and not rely on Government.

In other footballing worlds, the government doesn't fund them, they fund themselves. They should reach out to cooperate bodies.

Personally, I would have loved if FG called FIFA bluff and stick to her gun. We need 2 years away from football to put things in order.

This is known as Lazarus syndrome. The parents of the girl should count themselves lucky that they had the chance they had. Yes, it is difficult but I wish I had my fiancee back for a minute just so we can say a proper good bye to each other. Just less than 2 months ago I was praying for a miracle like this to happen.

RIP to the little girl.

donnypool: you are very stupid news has being on vanguard for more than a week now, how is that not old news?

big head no brain

You are behaving like a tw*t or maybe on your period? So it is everyone that has visited vanguard's website in the last one week? Let me ask you again, does your mama knows the phone she bought for you is been used to access the internet when yoiu should not? I am sure she will be mad at you if she knows? Honour your father and your mother little kid. Don't do what they don't want you to do else your kids will do worst to you.

Now sod off.

donnypool: Whats your problem? wasnt the news copied from vanguard news paper??

what's your problem? Does it been copied amount to it been old news? You know how many people who come on nairaland that don't go on vanguard?

Plus nairaland is a forum, no one will sue nairaland for copyright as it is a forum not a blog.

You were childish.

donnypool: source: stolen from vanguard. old news

Does your mum knows the phone she bought for you, you are using it to access the internet when you should not? And does she knows you are making a nuisance of yourself as well?

Temmytea70: Pls am confused,I need d bible passage of "heaven help those who help themselves"....just curious though

not a bible verse. It is a Shakespear book that many have accepted as bible verse.

rutchiekens: U're wrong,

u can't know just by looking at them.. Unless the parents are not taking care of the child very well.

The stats doesn't say 1 in 4.

I know someone whose first child is a sickler.

stop using stats cos that's gambling with a child's future.

You're living a healthy life so why would want a child to suffer.

U said your uncle bcame strained financially so I guess your reason is financial not out of selflessness.

Since u are not a sickler u'll never know/feel what your cousin felt.

Just so u know anyone can health problems so your reason should not be financial.

I admit I am wrong. Writing this with the greatest feeling of disappointment ever. Lost my ex few months ago but met this girl last week who I hope can go out with once I overcome the shock of losing my ex. She looks healthy but she is telling me she SS.

I would have said she is lying if she was not the one who did the asking.

Simply told her ( very rudely) that are parents are stupid and yes they are as she confirmed they knew.

Must be the most unlucky in the world. Another reason why considering a white makes sense.

frebor: It happens, and I'm a living witness. The story of the church couple will be incomplete without stating the number of children they have.

They so far have 3 kids. 2 girls and one boy and have done the right thing. Put an end to production.

It is a common knowledge in my church and said person is a nairalander. The wife is a semi popular gospel art.

rutchiekens: U're wrong,

u can't know just by looking at them.. Unless the parents are not taking care of the child very well.

The stats doesn't say 1 in 4.

I know someone whose first child is a sickler.

stop using stats cos that's gambling with a child's future.

You're living a healthy life so why would want a child to suffer.

U said your uncle bcame strained financially so I guess your reason is financial not out of selflessness.

Since u are not a sickler u'll never know/feel what your cousin felt.

Just so u know anyone can health problems so your reason should not be financial.

if I was selfish, I will marry another AS. Only someone mentally unstable will wish anyone else constant crisis. I am not selfish, one is allowed citing an example?

rutchiekens: If the girl dies(no offence intended) wouldn't u move on. What u are feeling is just an emotion.

I am also AS and I understand deavicky well. I have been in that situation as well. And having found another girl who I truly love and who luckily happen to be AA and then had to return to the good LORD, I know for sure it is easier someone dying and you not marrying them than you having to break up with due to genotype.

It is difficult when someone dies and I would rather my angel lives than die but at least I do not have the fear of trying again which comes with having to dump someone cos of genotype.

rutchiekens: Your statement is very rare that I have to ask if u've seen the children's medical report.

Some parents wouldn't want to disclose the genotype of their children especially if the children are sicklers because of stigma.

I did not see their medical reports but when you see a child that has the sickel cell gene, you will know. It is not as if they are still young. The youngest is 10.

I know them very well. Not that you certainly will have SS when you are AS and marry another AS. The stats say 1 in 4. However, I will never take such a risk having seen my own uncle lose his beautiful daughter after selling almost all he had.

Mynd44: Why?

Isn't it funny that the same pastors that preach "Faith" and that "There is no situation that God can't change" are the ones writing this off? Is this a lack of Faith or a limitation of the abilities of "God"?

I believe God gave us the knowledge of medical science for our use and so we can make our lives better. He does not have to show up in our lives, he gave us knowledge so let's use it.

@OP,
IVF and/or Adoption

It is a lot better to have that and marry the person you love and you are happy with than leave that person and be miserable with the person you settle down with

Let's not play religion with this. The good LORD gave us brains so we don't have to come to him every now and then. It is not about the lack of faith. It is about doing the right thing.

And let's not forget that it is a sin to not do the right thing even when we know what the right thing is.

Also, our level of faiths are different. I know a couple in my church both AS but never had SS children. It is advised that AS and AS should not marry because when you know and you do it deliberately, you are tempting GOD.

@op, take heart, I once found myself in that shoe of yours. If you must marry that person, consider adoption. You will only be putting smiles on the face of some orphans and that can't be a bad thing.

This breaks my heart. A 3 year old kid? My thoughts are with you and your family at this period. I know how you feel, after all, only just under 2 months I lost my fiancee, my friend, my lover, my mother, my father, the best girl I have ever met to a brain tumor. The surgery was successful, the tumor was not cancerous and with little chance of a regrowth but the doctors at luth killed her ( they admitted their own mistake ) hence you effort to go to India is a nooble one.

I have faith in Nigeria in everything ( some call it blind faith ) but not when it comes to issues as life threatening as this. Expecting a small donation from me.

I hope our footballers and other coaches will learn. Keshi's education and exposure obviously helping him. NFF is now in a no win situation. If they don't accede to his demands, he will get offers elsewhere and will not be ready to take peanuts.

NFF can't win this. Keshi knows he has the blessing of most Nigerians and he is taking advantage. I suspect at the end of it all, Keshi will be the first Nigerian coach who will have a real contract that is enforced.

Very sure he wants to stay but on his own terms.

The military we rely on was looted and there was no reinforce to make sure Boko Haram's loot are recovered. Says it all. The president can not get people who are supposed to be answerable to him to provide the right answers. If you boss is complacent, you been complacent will be seen as normal.

It is no wonder that despite playing rubbishly in the first 3 games, he still started in the second round game. Shows he is bigger than the coaches. And to think Keshi dropped Mba and Ik because of what he regards as indiscipline. Seems one law for Mikel, another law for others.

How much is the RX300?

This is the main reason why Suarez keeps biting people. Someone has done something the whole world consider as bad not once but 3 different times yet he is been celebrated instead of scolded and shamed and then helped to overcome his psychological problem. To me, FIFA was too lenient for a 3rd offender.

Very noble of them unlike our own Super Eagles who are demanding appearance fee when FIFA is yet to do all their deductions and actually pay the appearance fee.

What makes it even odder is the fact that virtually all the Greek players are regulars in their respective clubs.

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