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Nigerian Health Care: Blood, Sweat and Tears

This story is about an unlucky woman who went into labor on one of those unlucky nights, somewhere in Nigeria.

She and her frantic husband sauntered into a nearby hospital where the nurses quickly came to wheel her to the delivery room… but not without a hospital card.

“Do you have a hospital card?”

The Husband quickly paid the two-thousand naira for the card.

After two hours in the delivery room, the doctor called the Husband aside.

“Your wife has Cephalopelvic disproportion. We have to perform a Caesarean Section on her. Please, pay the eighty-thousand naira to the cashier.”

The begging that ensued took another hour. “Please, I don’t have that kind of money. Please, help us, I will pay first thing tomorrow.” You see, it wasn’t nearly possible for the Husband to have eighty-thousand on him; he was just a school-bus driver with a monthly salary of fifteen-thousand naira.

To the Husband’s surprise and utmost dismay, his wife was wheeled back to the waiting room. “Until you pay, sir…” The nurse said and left the two to their misery.

The current Health care system is neither healthy, caring or a system- Walter Cronkite

It was to be their first child, their small beacon of hope, so they prayed for a miracle.

After a while, a strange wind blew through the hospital causing a chaos of flying papers and banging doors. The cool wind apparently caused the Woman to deliver her bouncing baby girl right there on the Waiting room floor.

The nurses had no choice but to take her in and clean the Woman and her baby up.

I heard this true testimony from my pastor one Sunday and I began to weep.

I wept not because of the exaggerated way he retold the story that made everyone jump and shout “Hallelujah!”

I wept for the Nigerian healthcare system.


I wept for the woman because I couldn’t even imagine the amount of pain she must have experienced.

As a matter of fact, the situation could have caused deformities or even death for that woman or her child.

I wept because everyone present at that auditorium, including the pastor, knew it too.

Health care is not a priviledge. It’s a right. It’s a right as fundamental as Civil rights. It’s a right as fundamental as giving every child a chance to get a public education- Rod Blagojevich

Do something selfless today, It might go a long way!

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I thank God for you.