Doctors Are Patients by Dr Uche Anyanwagu

It had been a very tumultuous night shift in the newly relocated ever-busy Children’s Emergency Room (CHER) of a Teaching Hospital, east of the Niger. On this fateful night, I was not feeling too well but I had no choice than to man the almost 100-bedded emergency room with a Registrar whose main occupation that night was to man the 6-spring bed in the doctors’ call room.  As expected, it turned to be a very busy call for me, even as my “village people” were busier blowing white powder in…

The Raging Battle by Uche Anyanwagu

I sat in Church and watched in utter amazement as the young eloquent and vibrant pastor left no stone unturned in demonising all I stand and have lived for, for the greater part of my life. It was testimony time in a well-known Pentecostal Church in a beautiful town in the southern part of Eastern Nigeria where I had been invited to the dedication of one of my patients’ baby… I can recall Nathan’s birth (not his real name) and how I had come face-to-face with labour-induced psychosis. His mother…