THE ADVENTURES IN UNPAID INTERNING - WORKING TITLE.

  INTRODUCTIONS AND CONFUSIONS My work at Ponyx Hospitals began on the 14th of October, this year. I was a bit late for handing over because I had to search for a decent outfit to wear seeing as I could not tend to patients in jeans and a polo. It was quite the morning work run as I had to return to the store after forgetting to pick up the items I purchased- It was when I got to the hospital gates did I realize my folly, so imagine the long-winded trip back and forth and then back again.   The shift went by smoothly. I got a tour around the premises from the matron(Again, a charming woman) and my two work partners: Nurse F and Nurse U(For privacy and my safety, I'll be using initials when referring to my patients and colleagues). They were much obliged to take a student under their tutelage; with half the week spent answering the nagging questions of "why I was studying nursing?" or my correcting the patients that I was their nurse and not the doctor on duty whenever I w...

  Salutations(Salutations? Really?) and Greetings from my end of the post-covid/ post-#ENDSARS saga. Are we all well? Did you loot enough palliative to detty yourself this December or are you one of those Twitter revolutionaries watching the sitcom that is our nation, Nigeria get sequels after sequels after sequels of pure comedy gold? You know, I found it humorous that the numerous looting, revolts, killings, and political contradictions happened on a month of supposed joy and solidarity in recognition of our 60 years freedom from...what exactly? Because when you look at how shit crazy the country has been over the past decades: with the corruption, fuel hikes, strikes, inflations, brutalities(physical and political), you'll come to realize that the only thing we're actually "free" from is white people(not just any white people, British people!) and... Oh shit! I'm digressing! No, No, No! I did not come back to the blogosphere to talk about my country again. I al...