Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Health wealth yadayada

I'm glad I'll soon be well - there is a ton of stuff to do here and Bibi and my plates overfloweth with projects in the next few months. My mantra is: Don't allow yourself to get depressed for more than 5 minutes at a go about Nigeria: there's subterranean positive movements cropping up all over the gaff. The good people are taking over the reins.. (oops - omo ile (house gekko) says hello).


the flying monkeys 8:05 pm  

I salute your partner, its hard this days to find in a woman such attributes described by yourself and sisi-oge. You must be a very very very lucky man indeed!

However, Nigeria has no excuse in terms of the poor medical infrastructure, but that is not say the UK medical fraternity is not without many serious faults, or could it be more to do with their treatment of different ethnic groups?

In a previous comment I referred to 1989, when my father was treated in Nigeria for malaria with an infected needle, and as a consequence spent almost 3 months in hospital, during which time he nearly died.

My father again became unwell in September 1999, complaining of extreme fatigue prior to being referred to a ‘specialist’ in Lagos who prescribed drugs which led to him passing blood in his urine????

One of his then board directors referred him to a consultant on Harley Street in London who conducted a series of tests, and concluded he would be fine? Still feeling very unwell, and still passing blood, he was rushed by ambulance to A & E at St Mary’s hospital in Paddington. The conclusion was that he had EATEN or DRUNK something which had caused him to pass blood (immediately my thoughts returned to Nigerian doctor who treated him in Lagos which preceded the passing of blood).

They concluded after conducting various scans and various tests that he had an infection and simply suggested that he drink lots of water to flush out his system. Sadly, the bleeding did not stop and he was admitted to a private wing within the hospital. The subsequent prognosis was that the infection had spread to his kidneys, suggesting if they removed one of them, that this would stop the bleeding. Following the operation, he deteriorated rapidly and the bleeding continued. So why remove one of his kidney’s? It made no difference to his condition and caused unnecessary suffering. Around a week later, having accumulated costs close to £****** they diagnosed cancer of the stomach, however, the sad irony of this dreadful tale is that he actually died a week later of a brain hemorrhage on the 3rd or October 1999. Moreover, the death certificate stated that he died of gastric cancer??? While no post-mortem took place, worse still he died on the day he was scheduled to return to Nigeria since he was anxious to sort things out, knowing he was going to die. We had booked his flight, and he was so anxious to return.

After all that, was it Nigeria or the UK that led to his untimely death? Or as I suspect both systems are at fault.

grace,  11:04 pm  

what sort of positive movements?

Jeremy 11:52 pm  

Hi Dapo

that's a terribly sad story about your father and one of random negligence from all sides, to die in confusion having spent so much money on bad advice. Good doctors are a precious commodity, and strong practical women the best thing any man could ask for..

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