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Later that evening, Dr. David brought another lady
into the ward. I recognized her immediately as
Justina Ejelonu, a nurse who had started working at
First Consultants on the 21st of July, a day after
Patrick Saywer was admitted. She was on duty on the
day Patrick reported that he was stooling. While she
was attending to him that night, he had yanked off
his drip, letting his blood flow almost like a tap onto
her hands. Justina was pregnant and was brought
into our ward bleeding from a suspected miscarriage.
She had been told she was there only on observation.
The news that she had contracted Ebola was broken
to her the following day after results of her blood test
came out positive. Justina was devastated and wept
profusely – she had contracted Ebola on her first day
at work.
My husband started visiting but was not allowed to
come close to me. He could only see me from a
window at a distance. He visited so many times. It
was he who brought me a change of clothes and
toiletries and other things I needed because I had not
even packed a bag. I was grateful I was not with him
at home when I fell ill or he would most certainly
have contracted the disease. My retreat at my
parents’ home turned out to be the instrumentality
God used to shield and save him.
I drank the ORS fluid like my life depended on it.
Then I got a call from my pastor. He had been
informed about my predicament. He called me every
single day morning and night and would pray with
me over the phone. He later sent me a CD player,
CDs of messages on faith and healing, and Holy
Communion packs through my husband. My pastor,
who also happens to be a medical doctor, encouraged
me to monitor how many times I had stooled and
vomited each day and how many bottles of ORS I had
consumed. We would then discuss the disease and
pray together. He asked me to do my research on
Ebola since I had my iPad with me and told me that
he was also doing his study. He wanted us to use all
relevant information on Ebola to our advantage. So I
researched and found out all I could about the
strange disease that has been in existence for 38
years. My research, my faith, my positive view of life,
the extended times of prayer, study and listening to
encouraging messages boosted my belief that I
would survive the Ebola scourge.
There are five strains of the virus and the deadliest of
them is the Zaire strain, which was what I had. But
that did not matter. I believed I would overcome even
the deadliest of strains. Infected patients who
succumb to the disease usually die between 6 to 16
days after the onset of the disease from multiple
organ failure and shock caused by dehydration. I was
counting the days and keeping myself well hydrated.
I didn’t intend to die in that ward.
My research gave me ammunition. I read that as
soon as the virus gets into the body, it begins to
replicate really fast. It enters the blood cells, destroys
them and uses those same blood cells to
aggressively invade other organs where they further
multiply. Ideally, the body’s immune system should
immediately mount up a response by producing
antibodies to fight the virus. If the person is strong
enough, and that strength is sustained long enough
for the immune system to kill off the viruses, the
patient is likely to survive. If the virus replicates
faster than the antibodies can handle however,
further damage is done to the organs. Ebola can be
likened to a multi-level, multi-organ attack but I had
no intention of letting the deadly virus destroy my
system. I drank more ORS. I remember saying to
myself repeatedly, “I am a survivor, I am a survivor.”
I also found out that a patient with Ebola cannot be
re-infected and they cannot relapse back into the
disease as there is some immunity conferred on
survivors. My pastor and I would discuss these
findings, interpret them as it related to my situation
and pray together. I looked forward to his calls. They
were times of encouragement and strengthening. I
continued to meditate on the Word of God. It was my
daily bread.

The ambulance door opened and a Caucasian
gentleman approached me but kept a little distance.
He said to me, “I have to inform you that your blood
tested positive for Ebola. I am sorry.” I had no
reaction. I think I must have been in shock. He then
told me to open my mouth and he looked at my
tongue. He said it was the typical Ebola tongue. I
took out my mirror from my bag and took a look and I
was shocked at what I saw. My whole tongue had a
white coating, looked furry and had a long, deep
ridge right in the middle. I then started to look at my
whole body, searching for Ebola rashes and other
signs as we had been recently instructed. I called my
mother immediately and said, “Mummy, they said I
have Ebola, but don’t worry, I will survive it. Please,
go and lock my room now; don’t let anyone inside
and don’t touch anything.” She was silent. I cut the
line.
I was taken to the female ward. I was shocked at the
environment. It looked like an abandoned building. I
suspected it had not been in use for quite a while. As
I walked in, I immediately recognized one of the ward
maids from our hospital. She always had a smile for
me but not this time. She was ill and she looked it.
She had been stooling a lot too. I soon settled into
my corner and looked around the room. It smelled of
faeces and vomit. It also had a characteristic Ebola
smell to which I became accustomed. Dinner was
served – rice and stew. The pepper stung my mouth
and tongue. I dropped the spoon. No dinner that
night.
Dr. David, the Caucasian man who had met me at the
ambulance on my arrival, came in wearing his full
protective ‘hazmat’ suit and goggles. It was
fascinating seeing one live. I had only seen them
online. He brought bottles of water and ORS, the oral
fluid therapy which he dropped by my bedside. He
told me that 90 percent of the treatment depended
on me. He said I had to drink at least 4.5 litres of ORS
daily to replace fluids lost in stooling and vomiting. I
told him I had stooled three times earlier and taken
Imodium tablets to stop the stooling. He said it was
not advisable, as the virus would replicate the more
inside of me. It was better he said to let it out. He
said good night and left.
My parents called. My uncle called. My husband
called crying. He could not believe the news. My
parents had informed him, as I didn’t even know how
to break the news to him.
As I lay on my bed in that isolation ward, strangely, I
did not fear for my life. I was confident that I would
leave that ward some day. There was an inner sense
of calm. I did not for a second think I would be
consumed by the disease. That evening, the
symptoms fully kicked in. I was stooling almost every
two hours. The toilets did not flush so I had to fetch
water in a bucket from the bathroom each time I
used the toilet. I then placed another bucket beneath
my bed for the vomiting.
On occasion I would run to the toilet with a bottle of
ORS, so that as I was stooling, I was drinking.
The next day Monday 4th of August, I began to notice
red rashes on my skin particularly on my arms. I had
developed sores all over my mouth. My head was
pounding so badly. The sore throat was so severe I
could not eat. I could only drink the ORS. I took
paracetamol for the pain. The ward maid across from
me wasn’t doing so well. She had stopped speaking. I
couldn’t even brush my teeth; the sores in my mouth
were so bad. This was a battle for my life but I was
determined I would not die.
Every morning, I began the day with reading and
meditating on Psalm 91. The sanitary condition in the
ward left much to be desired. The whole Ebola thing
had caught everyone by surprise. Lagos State
Ministry of Health was doing its best to contain the
situation but competent hands were few. The sheets
were not changed for days. The floor was stained
with greenish vomitus and excrement. Dr. David
would come in once or twice a day and help clean up
the ward after chatting with us. He was the only
doctor who attended to us. There was no one else at
that time. The matrons would leave our food outside
the door; we had to go get the food ourselves. They
hardly entered in the initial days. Everyone was
being careful. This was all so new. I could
understand, was this not how we ourselves had
contracted the disease? Mosquitoes were our
roommates until they brought us mosquito nets.

The frenetic pace of life in Lagos, coupled with the
demanding nature of my job as a doctor, means that
I occasionally need a change of environment. As
such, one week before Patrick Sawyer died, I had
gone to my parents’ home for a retreat. I was still
staying with them when I received my temperature
chart and thermometer on Tuesday 29th of July. I
could not contain my anxiety. People were talking
Ebola everywhere – on television, online, everywhere.
I soon started experiencing joint and muscle aches
and a sore throat, which I quickly attributed to stress
and anxiety. I decided to take malaria tablets. I also
started taking antibiotics for the sore throat. The first
couple of temperature readings were normal. Every
day I would attempt to recall the period Patrick
Sawyer was on admission – just how much direct and
indirect contact did I have with him? I reassured
myself that my contact with him was quite minimal. I
completed the anti-malarials but the aches and pains
persisted. I had loss of appetite and felt very tired.
On Friday 1st of August, my temperature read a high
38.7c. As I type this, I recall the anxiety I felt that
morning. I could not believe what I saw on the
thermometer. I ran to my mother’s room and told
her. I did not go to work that day. I cautiously started
using a separate set of utensils and cups from the
ones my family members were using.
On Saturday 2nd of August, the fever worsened. It
was now at 39c and would not be reduced by taking
paracetamol. This was now my second day of fever. I
couldn’t eat. The sore throat was getting worse. That
was when I called the helpline and an ambulance was
sent with W.H.O doctors who came and took a
sample of my blood. Later that day, I started stooling
and vomiting. I stayed away from my family. I started
washing my plates and spoons myself. My parents
meanwhile, were convinced that I could not have
Ebola.
The following day, Sunday 3rd of August, I got a call
from one of the doctors who came to take my sample
the day before. He told me that the sample which
was they had taken was not confirmatory, and that
they needed another sample. He did not sound very
coherent and I became worried. They came with the
ambulance that afternoon and told me that I had to
go with them to Yaba. I was confused. Couldn’t the
second sample be taken in the ambulance like the
previous one? He said a better-qualified person at the
Yaba centre would take the sample. I asked if they
would bring me back. He said “yes.” Even with the
symptoms I did not believe I had Ebola. After all, my
contact with Sawyer was minimal. I only touched his
I.V. fluid bag just that once without gloves. The only
time I actually touched him was when I checked his
pulse and confirmed him dead, and I wore double
gloves and felt adequately protected.
I told my parents I had to go with the officials to Yaba
and that I would be back that evening. I wore a white
top and a pair of jeans, and I put my iPad and phones
in my bag.
A man opened the ambulance door for me and
moved away from me rather swiftly. Strange
behavior, I thought. They were friendly with me the
day before, but that day, not so. No pleasantries, no
smiles. I looked up and saw my mother watching
through her bedroom window.
We soon got to Yaba. I really had no clue where I was.
I knew it was a hospital. I was left alone in the back of
the ambulance for over four hours. My mind was in a
whirl. I didn’t know what to think. I was offered food
to eat but I could barely eat the rice.

On the morning of Wednesday 23rd July, the tests
carried out in LUTH showed a signal for Ebola.
Samples were then sent to Dakar, Senegal for a
confirmatory test. Dr. Adadevoh went for several
meetings with the Lagos State Ministry of Health.
Thereafter, officials from Lagos State came to inspect
the hospital and the protective measures we had put
in place.
The following day, Thursday 24th July, I was again on
call. At about 10.00pm Mr. Sawyer requested to see
me. I went into the newly created dressing room,
donned my protective gear and went in to see him.
He had not been cooperating with the nurses and
had refused any additional treatment. He sounded
confused and said he received a call from Liberia
asking for a detailed medical report to be sent to
them. He also said he had to travel back to Liberia on
a 5.00am flight the following morning and that he
didn’t want to miss his flight. I told him that I would
inform Dr. Adadevoh. As I was leaving the room, I
met Dr. Adadevoh dressed in her protective gear
along with a nurse and another doctor. They went
into his room to have a discussion with him and as I
heard later to reset his I.V. line which he had
deliberately removed after my visit to his room.
At 6:30am, Friday 25th July, I got a call from the
nurse that Patrick Sawyer was completely
unresponsive. Again I put on the protective gear and
headed to his room. I found him slumped in the
bathroom. I examined him and observed that there
was no respiratory movement. I felt for his pulse; it
was absent. We had lost him. It was I who certified
Patrick Sawyer dead. I informed Dr. Adadevoh
immediately and she instructed that no one was to
be allowed to go into his room for any reason at all.
Later that day, officials from W.H.O came and took
his body away. The test in Dakar later came out
positive for Zaire strain of the Ebola virus. We now
had the first official case of Ebola virus disease in
Nigeria.
It was a sobering day. We all began to go over all that
happened in the last few days, wondering just how
much physical contact we had individually made with
Patrick Sawyer. Every patient on admission was
discharged that day and decontamination began in
the hospital. We were now managing a crisis
situation. The next day, Saturday 26th July, all staff
of First Consultants attended a meeting with Prof.
Nasidi of the National Centre for Disease Control, Prof
Omilabu of LUTH Virology Reference Lab, and some
officials of W.H.O. They congratulated us on the
actions we had taken and enlightened us further
about the Ebola Virus Disease. They said we were
going to be grouped into high risk and low risk
categories based on our individual level of exposure
to Patrick Sawyer, the “index” case. Each person
would receive a temperature chart and a
thermometer to record temperatures in the morning
and night for the next 21 days. We were all officially
under surveillance. We were asked to report to them
at the first sign of a fever for further blood tests to be
done. We were reassured that we would all be given
adequate care. The anxiety in the air was palpable.

The following day, the results for HIV and hepatitis
screening came out negative. As we were preparing
for the early morning ward rounds, I was approached
by an ECOWAS official who informed me that Patrick
Sawyer had to catch an 11 o’clock flight to Calabar
for a retreat that morning. He wanted to know if it
would be possible. I told him it wasn’t, as he was
acutely ill. Dr. Adadevoh also told him the patient
could certainly not leave the hospital in his condition.
She then instructed me to write very boldly on his
chart that on no account should Patrick Sawyer be
allowed out of the hospital premises without the
permission of Dr. Ohiaeri, our Chief Medical
Consultant. All nurses and doctors were duly
informed.
During our early morning ward round with Dr.
Adadevoh, we concluded that this was not malaria
and that the patient needed to be screened for Ebola
Viral Disease. She immediately started calling
laboratories to find out where the test could be
carried out. She was eventually referred to Professor
Omilabu of the LUTH Virology Reference Lab in Idi-
Araba whom she called immediately. Prof. Omilabu
told her to send blood and urine samples to LUTH
straight away. She tried to reach the Lagos State
Commissioner for Health but was unable to contact
him at the time. She also put calls across to officials
of the Federal Ministry of Health and National Centre
for Disease Control.
Dr. Adadevoh at this time was in a pensive mood.
Patrick Sawyer was now a suspected case of Ebola,
perhaps the first in the country. He was quarantined,
and strict barrier nursing was applied with all the
precautionary measures we could muster. Dr.
Adadevoh went online, downloaded information on
Ebola and printed copies which were distributed to
the nurses, doctors and ward maids. Blood and urine
samples were sent to LUTH that morning. Protective
gear, gloves, shoe covers and facemasks were
provided for the staff. A wooden barricade was placed
at the entrance of the door to keep visitors and
unauthorized personnel away from the patient.
Despite the medications prescribed earlier, the
vomiting and diarrhea persisted. The fever escalated
from 38c to 40c.

On the night of Sunday July 20, 2014, Patrick Sawyer
was wheeled into the Emergency Room at First
Consultants Medical Centre, Obalende, Lagos, with
complaints of fever and body weakness. The male
doctor on call admitted him as a case of malaria and
took a full history. Knowing that Mr Sawyer had
recently arrived from Liberia, the doctor asked if he
had been in contact with an Ebola patient in the last
couple of weeks, and Mr. Sawyer denied any such
contact. He also denied attending any funeral
ceremony recently. Blood samples were taken for full
blood count, malaria parasites, liver function test and
other baseline investigations. He was admitted into a
private room and started on antimalarial drugs and
analgesics. That night, the full blood count result
came back as normal and not indicative of infection.
The following day however, his condition worsened.
He barely ate any of his meals. His liver function test
result showed his liver enzymes were markedly
elevated. We then took samples for HIV and hepatitis
screening.
At about 5.00pm, he requested to see a doctor. I was
the doctor on call that night so I went in to see him.
He was lying in bed with his intravenous (I.V.) fluid
bag removed from its metal stand and placed beside
him. He complained that he had stooled about five
times that evening and that he wanted to use the
bathroom again. I picked up the I.V. bag from his bed
and hung it back on the stand. I told him I would
inform a nurse to come and disconnect the I.V. so he
could conveniently go to the bathroom. I walked out
of his room and went straight to the nurses’ station
where I told the nurse on duty to disconnect his I.V. I
then informed my Consultant, Dr. Ameyo Adadevoh
about the patient’s condition and she asked that he
be placed on some medications.

Fyneboy33: HOW TO PASS USMLE STEP 1


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I have recently passed the Step 1 USMLE and thought I should share my experience. My advice may apply more to the IMG but others may find it useful too. The advice also assumes that you have at some stage in your life had a reasonable exposure to basic sciences.

Just a few words on my background. I graduated from Medical school in Nigeria in 1990 so my contact with the basic sciences is very distant. Indeed while reading a lot of the stuff was totally new to me and never existed when I went to medical school. I am a resident in cardiothoracic surgery in the United Kingdom and only want to go to the States for a year to do a fellowship. For this reason I just need a pass mark for the USLME. My advice would therefore not be useful for those who require a high score but only those who are struggling to pass or just need a pass. My advice might be slightly tainted because I have been a clinician for over 10 years and taken many exams in my time.

Sources/material
I used exclusively 3 sources for all my study for USMLE
1) First Aid 2000 edition which I bought second hand on the net for $8
2) Crashing the boards (Yeh) 1999 edition which I bought 2nd hand for $10
3) Qbank 1 month $150 for online version
I did not own or use any other books. I think this is the most important aspect of preparation – RESTRICT YOUR READING MATERIAL. There are always books to read, Anatomy, Biochem, Path etc containing 100s of pages each. The list of books and sources is limitless and you could spend the rest of your life reading for this exam. I think the key to time management is not to waste time on things that yield low output. There is noneed to read a biochemistry book when 1st aid can provide you answers on 80% of the questions in exam. Reading big books is for those who need to score 99. If you want to pass there is more than enough in first aid (or any good review book). Also bear in mind that the objective is to pass and NOT to acquire knowledge, so if first aid tells you that NSAIDS preferentially constrict the afferent arteriole reducing the GFR then that is all you need to know. There is no need to find a big pharmacology book that will explain the precise mechanism or why the efferent arterioles do not dilate in response to PGE….now that is time wasting. Move to the next fact, don’t be greedy and try to get all the marks cos the time you spend, maybe 30 minutes consolidating on one aspect that might yield you one correct answer (or none) in 350, you could have used to cover a broad topic that would answer you five questions. Also ignore the questions and recalls you see on discussion forums; don’t even read them– those serve only to panic you. Nobody posts the easy to moderately difficult questions which constitute over 70% of the exam. The questions people post never reflect the real exam but the 10 or 20% that defines those who will score 99 and those who won’t. Remember even if you fail 20% you will still pass with a very good score.

Time for preparation
I sat my exam 17 September 2003. I started preparation August 1 2003. Prior to this my last exposure to any basic sciences was in 1993 when I did my basic surgical exams. So it was all new to me and if I had taken the exam in August I would definitely have failed. I was working full time as a resident in cardiac surgery and worked all through my preparations except for a week off in August and a day off the day before the exam. As you can imagine being a cardiothoracic resident is very busy, working over 80 hours a week. So depending on how busy my day has been I would study for 0 minutes to 2 or 3 hours maximum on weekdays. The only reason I include this is to illustrate to you that it is possible to PASS this exam with minimal effort provided you use the right approach. I think rather than preparing for months and then putting in for the exam you should put in for the exam immediately leaving a SHORT period of preparation, maybe 2 months, 3 months max. You will then focus your preparations. You can then understand why I did not read big books…I simply could not afford to as I just had 6 weeks and was working full time. Big books is for people who have the time…but then even if you have time why waste it?. Use it for something better.

Sequence of preparation.
In the first week of August I read the two books (first aid and yeh) cover to cover once. I then registered for Q-bank which would become my ONLY method of study for the 4 weeks up to the exam.

QBank
QBank to me is the MOST IMPORTANT contribution to my passing the exam. My advice to you is to buy the online version. It is well worth the 150 dollars. If you pay for a month's access you will be forced to work hard and finish the 2000 Qs in a month and take the whole thing seriously as you don’t want to waste your hard earned money. If on the other hand you had a free disc you probably would not finish or would pace yourself and spend the next 12 months studying. Also the online version gives you better feedback on your progress. If you are concerned that 150 dollars is a lot to pay, I would say it is much cheaper than the 800 dollars it would cost to retake the exam. Other question banks may serve the same role but I only have experience in QBank.

QBank has 3 main roles, it gives you concentrated knowledge in a manner that is easier to retain (compared with reading a book), it offers you self assessment, and it prepares you for the real thing. To dismiss the last point first, if you have done loads of QBank tests the real exam would not overwhelm you, your time management will be precise, your marking methods will be spot on, you will learn your own limits, how to guess, when to change and not to change etc. In other words you will know how to play the game…it is a game and while knowledge is important, probably more important is how you play. For every person the optimal approach to answering questions differs, for example the traditional teaching is not to change an answer unless you have a good reason to do so. My experience from Q-bank was that when I did change answers, it was from incorrect to correct in 65%, correct to incorrect in 20% and incorrect to incorrect in 15% so this gave me the impunity to change responses in the real exam. So QBank will help define the best approach to answering questions for YOU.

NEVER do QBank in a tutor mode (or you lose on the latter 2 objectives). Always set yourself tests of 50 questions so you would have done so many simulated exams that the real one cannot faze you. Don’t despair when you fail questions. Indeed it is better to fail questions because it points you to your areas of deficiencies. No point wasting time on things you know already. After each QBank test review all the answers…study Kaplans explanations and read the relevant areas in First Aid. As you go along you will get better and learn the art of question answering. You will never get all questions right…some of them are stupid…some require too much effort. If it requires too much effort leave it and accept you will fail it if it comes out in the real exam. Like the difference between a GLUT 1 and GLUT2 receptor or FAB1 and FAB5 – there is absolutely no way of knowing that other than cramming and it will get you one mark in 350 at the most. Forget it and move to the next. Your performance should increase over the 4 weeks; I started at about 56 to 62% and ended about 65 to 75%. Overall average was 67%. Also QBank will tell you your strong subjects (forget them) and weak subjects (read relevant first aid chapter again). By the time you have finished QBank there will be few things they can ask in the exam that you have not dealt with in one way or the other. First Aid is useless for the ethics questions and doctor-patient relationship questions of which there are loads…for this QBank will prepare you.

The exam
I will not go into the exam in detail because previous discussion threads give a very good insight into the exam. Only comments I will make is that you do it as if you were doing QBank. If it worked for QBank it will work in main exam. Just imagine your USMLE was another test on the QBank…if you passed the last 10 you did with over 60% you will pass the USMLE too (provided you answer in exactly the same manner). Remember USMLE is set by human beings too and they can’t be much different from the human beings setting Kaplan so not many new things they can think of. Don’t think too hard…there is no problem with failing one question…indeed there is no problem with failing 100…you will still pass. As you go on you will realise from present questions that you failed a previous question in an earlier block…just smile or laugh and move on. Remember there is an element of competence based testing so performing ‘badly’ on a block doesn’t mean failing. Also be prepared for many strange questions, some I doubt anyone other than the person who wrote it knows the answer, smile again, mark B, C or D and move on. The question probably won’t even count to the final score. There is another type of question though which is very long and seems to ask something you know nothing about; don’t bother reading those, mark them and then come back to them if you have time. When you come back you may find the question has a workable answer (but only work them out at the end as might require up to 3 or 5 minutes).

After the exam
You will remember loads of questions you failed. You will hardly remember any you passed. That is human nature. Smile and get on with whatever else you have to do.

Hope you find this advice useful. I think the reason most people fail any exam has nothing to do with knowledge but all to with their approach to preparation. Follow the path of least resistance - get rid of those big books, read first aid, do QBank! Months of preparation won’t make that much difference…it is how you prepare that matters. For most people, provided you have been through medical school okay (without struggling), it should be possible to PASS without excessive effort. I don’t think it is risky either; using the above approach my score was 90/221 so there is plenty of safety margin.

Best of luck

Ani

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you people should help me out na. Don't just view and pass by like that na. Any advice will be highly appreciated.

Flawlessdiva1: you do not Rock a bow tie to work not to talk of an Interview, you only wear it to cocktail parties.
I don't think it is also appropriate(maybe not cool) for church

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lomaxx: Double post

tmabin: Some Lagosians are daft, why stand on the debris of a collapsed building. These ones should be sent to Borno State

Freksy: You describe the mistake as costly and claim it's better not to say it?

Panicking today is better than being a victim of costly mistakes tomorrow.

lomaxx: She's 18 and you're 6 years older than her. Does this mean you're 24? Because I'm really worried.

Ymodulus: On the 28th of August 2014, a Stupid Nairalander sent some contra-bands item to NonnyKings and these items were seized.


All goods were seized by NAFDAC officials both Contra-bands and Non Contra-band Goods all due to the action of this stupid Nairaland who is at this moment viewing this thread but don't want to comment.

After series of complain back and front, progress were made some goods have been released and some are yet to be released. In all only 6 people goods are yet to be released now, and would not be released by NAFDAC officials.


Now 3 people have contacted me

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Please lets help ourselves so as to get good service from these coy. Thanks

VantagePoint: What part of your "anatomy" says he can't live long?

adeoladrg: This guy can't live long, except I didn't do my anatomy well. Going into it big time is going to cost him.







Buh think of it, he'll be the real 'father of all nations' God only planned that title for Abraham

Rrhoda: if i hear, u want compare a 2.1/1st class 2 a bloody ijmb candidate.

MizMyColi:
You see, that's one mistake females are very prone to make.
Feeling and acting like they're married, when they're not.
We call it, "being faithful".

It becomes really irksome because, in most scenarios, these boyfriends are more like figure heads, they bring either little or nothing to the table.

Truth is, if as a single, I start developing extreme feelings of closeness to another, and in all honesty, it isn't sexual........
Then there most be something that guy is doing right, especially emotionally.


No, I'm not advocating that she dumps her man, uhn, uhn.......that'd be plain foolish, because for all we know, she just might be infatuated with this guy. Need I also point out that the male folk are better pretenders.

She needs to ask herself questions:
What is it about this guy that trips me so?
Is my boyfriend, despite his flaws, really all that I desire in a man?
Do I have needs that I haven't been as open in communicating, with my boyfriend?


That said, she has to take a break from the new guy already, yes she must take that break, to recollect herself emotionally (of course! It requires discipline).

I also know that when you commit to get married to an individual, more oft than not, someone else shows up, who makes your partner look like a big time learner......She just might be in that phase now. It's called Emotional Infidelity

I'll leave you with this quote I shared here just recently, hope it leaves you with some form of guidance

"I'd rather be the prize you felt you deserved, than be the option you felt forced to settle for. If we BOTH don't feel blessed to have one another, then we shouldn't be together."
~Rob Hill Sr.

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