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My friend; Tejumade writes really well and she has decided to grace us today with a review of her 2013.



Errmmm…. I’m not a writer so please just manage this my write-up;


My 2013 started with fear. My 2nd MB was coming up in February and I wasn’t prepared plus I had a great challenge in the 1st MB…. Anyway, my hardest exam in med school came (And yes! What we heard from our seniors was true. It was the most stressful 10 days of my life)…the results were released in April and guess what?! I passed all my 5 papers at ONCE! Most people were surprised at my besty and I because we aren’t exactly the regular medical students (if you know what I mean)…. I can’t even remember the last time I was in the library.

I was soooo happy! In fact, I’m still very much excited.


May came and I was in 400level… Yaay!! The most anticipated year for every medical student but guess what? This time around, our seniors lied. There was no lounging Kankan! There was a particular day I was in the theater for over 24hours!

Obs&Gynae came and I witnessed so many caesarean sections (CS) and Spontaneous Vaginal Deliveries (SVD).. It was a really beautiful thing to b part of bringing a tiny cute somebody into the world. In fact, I can perform a delivery now…CS or SVD! Bring it on!

It wasn’t fun all the way though, I lost a patient while ambubagging. She was unconscious and went into multiorgan failure but I still had hope she was going to survive and I had to announce the time of death…

There was also this lady who walked into the Gynecology clinic; About 5”9, very fair, probably a 40DD with mighty hips. A graduate who finished with a first class. One of the kind of people that you pray to never come across your boyfriend. But guess what? She had never menstruated and she was 24!… The wicked registrar I was assigned to that day told me to break the news that she was never gonna have a baby to her..felt terrible doing it.


Many a time, I was harassed by the male doctors..

“Why do you have come to bed eyes?”

“This your mouth is for kissing”

“Why are you this fair?”
“Are you a virgin?”

“Are you sure you’re for medicine or modeling?”

I hated it all especially when it got down to; “Will you be in your hostel tonight?”

“I’ll love to take you out”

There was even a day I was crying because one registrar asked for my number.

Well, as time went on I got to like it because I could use them to fill my logbook. Don’t call me a user.


Pediatrics came and I made up my mind that it was going to be my specialty after school. I just really want to help kids and make money too (of course). Plus people that know me know that I’m soooo skinny and tiny. I look 13 so lemme kuku help my sizes.. lol


Medicine rotation came up and it was boring! So let me forward to surgery.

The almighty surgery came and it was very stressful but mehn I loved every bit of it! From helping the registrars in the emergency room in doing the ATLS to doing nephrectomies, herniorraphies, circumcisions, stabilizing fractures, and intussusceptions to  the Tutorials with Dr. Osinowo (I have a serious crush on him)…It was fun all the way. Shout out to the best registrar ever! Dr. Ogbeide (@sazzywazzy).., Surgery rotation made me realize that if I ever end up marrying a medic, it’s gonna be a surgeon.


Apparently, I did 3 classes in one year. 30, 400 and now, 500.

Finally in 500level and I have gone from having 5year seniors in school to having just one. Supercool shey!


2013 taught me so many things but my main lessons were;

  • Being healthy is not a right, It is God’s will. Since I start going to the hospital I realized that the people on sick beds did not choose to be that way. So I’ve been doing less of complaining and more of appreciating.
  • Also, the courage and wisdom to know when to let go. I understood what love is really about. When you love someone and the person loves you back and then love chooses to leave, don’t force it, just let go. There is a reason for everything and time will tell BUT time itself will choose the moment. Love is truly a gift that comes and goes. Also, You DO NOT choose love, love chooses YOU.
  • Expectation is the beginning of problems. Never expect anything from anyone so you don’t get disappointed. Even yourself! You never know what you’re capable of doing.!
  • Patience. I was too impulsive, but now, I calm down, think and then act.


I want to thank God for having amazing friends who are always stupid even when things are supposed to be serious; Bukky, Ife, Kemi, Habeebah & Bibi.

Although 2013 was full of ups and downs, It was by far my best year ever…


As for resolutions, I’m not making any! I broke the last ones before January 10th but im gonna make sure I have fun everyday of 2014. Afterall, you only live once!






My Three Cents is something I thought up quite a while ago but I didn’t end up bringing to reality because of my infinite laziness and the almighty time factor.

It is a space where I and other interested people air views/opinions on different issues.

You know how you want to air your opinion on a certain topic on twitter and the 140 character limit won’t let you be great? Yeah! Those kind of opinions. This is where I share such opinions. You can share yours too by emailing

Here’s What I think about HAPPINESS;

People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.

Abraham Lincoln.

To many Happiness is a state of mind of well being. There are many approaches to happiness; psychological, philosophical, economical, medical and religious most especially.

As Far as I know, Everybody deserves to be happy. Everybody can be happy and it doesn’t take too much to be happy.

Since my parents’ separation which was a really dark time in my really short life, Depression was as good as my middle name. My plastic smile never for once gave me away.

You know. Looking good on the outside but the total opposite on the inside? Yeah! That kind of thing!

Nobody deserves such sadness, rejection or depression. I always thought happiness was a goal and I was always in the pursuit of happiness.

Unknown to me, happiness isn’t a destination. It is more like a journey. A journey that involves looking beyond the insufficiencies and all other irregularities and savoring the good things around you.


I tried to find my happiness in something. A forced smile didn’t bring me happiness.
I tried burying myself in one activity or the other. Books, Movies, TV, Anything fun; all to no avail!

Evidently, Happiness doesn’t come when you try to base it on something because anything that has its good side will surely surely have its downsides!

I know we’ve all heard the saying that goes; “Money Doesn’t buy happiness”
Some people went further to say ” I’d rather cry in my BMW than cry on a bicycle”
True! Better comfortable than poor.

Still. Money doesn’t buy happiness and this life is too short to be anything but happy! So I have learned to look past the things that are going off course and be happy with my present situation and pray for nothing but the best because my happiness depends on me! (Just Like Uncle Abe Said).



I had an awesome weekend! First time after an embarrassingly long time!
Hope yours was twice as awesome as mine?

It’s valentine’s week people! This is just a time for we single people to remember how unloved we are. Shoving all the lovey dovey things in our faces and stuff. But hey single people, side chicks and people that are not sure if they’re their boo’s boo; 20130211-224651.jpg

On to more meaningful things,


Earlier today, I found myself in the autopsy room watching as three pathologists cut up an Eleven year old boy and a Seventy-seven year old man in search of the causes of their individual deaths.
Both died on Saturday the 9th.

At the end of the day, I had two questions and learnt two things.
My first question is that; what exactly is that thing that just trips off like a switch and makes people die? Like what causes their hearts to stop beating all of a sudden and cause all systems to shut down ? One second they are living and breathing and the next they’re lifeless. Just like a piece of wood.
As the assistants were sawing through the lifeless boy’s skull, I was looking out for the boy’s facial expression. A grimace. A twitch. But nothing. He was just there; oblivious of the fact that his skull was being sawed through and his brain about to be uprooted. I’m sure his spirit would have been cringing.

Secondly, What is a little boy’s business dying? I mean, 11 year old boy like that; about to hit puberty or had hit puberty. I’m sure he had dreams to be a pilot or a doctor or an engineer or something. He just ended up on the Pathologist’s table. Just like that. It definitely wasn’t the plan.
You see; Bintin L’aye. Today you’re here and tomorrow? You’re gone.
God knows best. I pray God comforts his family.

At the end of the day, Rigor Mortis remains the state nobody has ever seen you and it’s the state they’ll see you in for the first time and it’s the last time they’ll ever see you. I hope this makes sense. Lol.

I learnt that you shouldn’t mess with a pathologist. They’ll make your death look like an accident. Trust me.

Also, I may be considering a career in pathology. I started cultivating the idea when I started watching CSI Miami. Today’s experience has coaxed me some more. My mother will be totally creeped out but it’s my life. She almost gagged when I told her about my ‘Cadaver-cutting’ escapades. She thinks I’ve lost my soul. Lol.

That should be all.
It’s Back to the books for me.
Happy ‘loving’ people. Love safely.

PS. A girl named Nike stopped me on the hospital corridor today and told me that she loves my blog. Celeb moment right there! Nike just got into Medilag and started lectures today. Welcome to Medilag Nike. Wishing you all the best. :*. You’ll love it here.

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