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Starting Off the Dental Courses and joining the Faculty of indefatigable Doctors is Dr Obitade Sunday Obimakinde (Senior Lecturer/Consultant Maxillofacial and Oral surgeon), Dental Department Ekiti State university Teaching Hospital(FMCDS).
He was the former Chairman NMA committee on publications and publicity, former Chairman NMA Ekiti State, former Head of Department Dentistry, Ekiti State University, former President ARD UCH amongst many other positions. He would be kicking off the dental courses.

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NiMSA: Stand out, Reach out and Help out.

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The Scourge of VVF; James Oche Emmanuel

It was 2013, our car had just arrived Jos metropolis and we were greeted by the stinging cold that the capital of Plateau State is famous for. One would wonder that of all times I would have chosen to come to Jos unprepared – without a sweater twice the thickness of my duvet, I chose to make my entry that cold November evening. Maybe that was quite silly of me but I had to be in Jos that day and that time. You see, a relative of mine came from the village and “small Doctor” as I was fondly called then was suppose to take her to Evangel hospital (also called Jan Kwano or Bingham University Teaching Hospital) Jos. This is an “Emergency” was the assessment my 200L mind could make and my plan was for her to be in Jos as soon as possible. Alas, she had Obstetric Fistula also called Vesico-Vaginal Fistula (VVF).

VVF is a surgical condition that causes a hole between the vagina and rectum or bladder of a woman. It occurs after a prolong obstructed labour in places where access to Caesarean Section are not readily available. It is caused when the baby is badly positioned, when the pelvis of the woman is too small or when the head of the baby is too big. It will interest is to know that while VVF is virtually absent in the Europe and America, it is commonly associated with poverty, lack of quality health care access, child marriage or early child bearing – hence its prevalence in Africa with Nigeria taking a lion share of it’s burden.

The paradox in my story is that when I finally got to Evangel Hospital- I wasn’t shivering again, neither was I cold anymore. I had been gutted with a fire of wonder and anger over the plight of several women who just like my patient have lived with the agony of VVF, this realisation stole the cold in me. Many of these women have had to live with VVF for decades, their stories were blood cuddling. I spent the better part of that night crying in my heart. These women have been isolated and treated like lepers by their spouse and family, most of them whilst still grieving the death of their babies that departed this world before their first cry. VVF leaves its patients with inability to control flow of urine or faeces, with this comes the well storied characteristic smell, isolation, rejection by family or spouse (sometimes), depression and suicidal thoughts usually ensues. If nothing is done to assuage their plights, these women come down with infection or failed kidneys.

Come May 23rd 2017, Nigeria will join the rest of the world in marking “The International Day to End Obstetric Fistula”. This is an annual practice we have kept since its announcement by the United Nations in 2012. Although we have made progress, we have a long way to go. Nigeria is still one of the countries with some of the world’s poor health care indicators – VVF inclusive. Out of the estimated 2 million people living with VVF worldwide, Nigeria is home to about 120 thousand of them with 12 thousand new cases diagnosed yearly. The horrifying reality is that only 5 thousand of these persons have access to treatment. These startling facts must be put to an end and there is no better time than now for YOU to instigate a demonstrable will to see this campaign to an end.

You can start by being part of campaigns like outreaches or among the many people who will raise awareness of this condition online by bringing to the consciousness of the government the need to upgrade the existing emergency Obstetric centres nationwide. Little as this may look, it will go a long way in reducing some of these appalling health care indexes. By talking about the scourge called VVF, we can get to educate ourselves as any of us can then identify and bring succour to that depressed young woman with VVF by just telling her the condition is treatable- free of charge in some centres nationwide. Help in this advocacy to disseminate information about obstetrics fistula and maternal care, join the the campaign for a better funding of the available centres we already have and be part of those educating and discouraging in it’s entirety, the practice of child marriage.
Little efforts as these will ensure our mothers and sisters don’t have to face this leprous scourge in the act of bringing forth new life.

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James Oche Emmanuel,
University of Abuja Medical Student’s Association.
2016 Director, NiMSA Standing Committee on Sexual and Reproductive Health including HIV and AIDS (SCORA).

BhUMSA AT FIVE!!!

NiMSA celebrates with Bingham University Medical Students Association (BhUMSA), Jos as they mark their fifth year anniversary and the 2017 health week with the theme: Substance abuse, Addiction and Health, starting from 22/05/2017 to 28/05/2017. Please endeavor to participate. 
Always Stand out, Reach out and Help out!!

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P.R.O… BhUMSA
Ogunjinmi Ayodele Martins
For the President, Ugwu Clement.

MEDIZIK JOURNAL CALL FOR PAPERS

MEDIZIK JOURNAL; A peer review Journal of Nnamdi Azikiwe University Medical Students Association (NAUMSA).
In the *10th Edition* of Her Journal with the Theme:MATERNAL MORTALITY, she cordially calls for the Submission of:

>Original/Review Medical Articles

>Medical Research Work

>Other materials of interest  E.g.  Case Reports, Essays.

Eligibility:
1. Consultants
2. Senior Registrars and Registrars
3. House officers
4. Medical Students
5. Other Health Workers
And the General public

All Materials should be sent to The Email address below on or before 30th June, 2017.
medizikjournal@yahoo.com
medizikjournal@gmail.com

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The Guide to contributors is captured in the Image Above, Please download and read.
Thanks in anticipation of your Cooperation.

For further information, please contact
*Jude-07067046147*
*Chinedu John-07033464613*
*Ada- 08065431656*

Adike, Jude Onyedikachi
Chairman, Publicity and Advert.

Pictures from the University of Uyo Health Week 2017

The University of Uyo Medical Students’ Association UUMSA HEALTH WEEK was celebrated with the theme, ‘CERVICAL CANCER AND THE NIGERIAN WOMAN’.

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Activities that marked the health week were:

▶UUMSA GAMES (final)

▶ Guest Lecture / UUMSA Debate

▶Awareness Campaign

▶Bon fire night.

▶Cervical Cancer Awareness

▶Dinner /Awards Night and

▶Thanksgiving Service.

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​ARE YOU THE FIRST PERSON?

Looking at Clara today, it seems like a miracle. I thought it would never end, the void seemed eternal.  It was indeed something I had never felt before, nothing could have prepared me for this, nothing indeed. Getting married to Daniel was one of the highlights of my life, I couldn’t have imagined a better soul mate and bearing his child…, I couldn’t ask for anything more. My joy knew no bounds, it seemed like I was floating and I just did not want to stop.

Then it hit, few hours after pushing like my life depended on it, oh yes my life did. Exhausted, worn out and weak, I watched my bundle of joy placed in my hands and I was satisfied. Daniel was all smiles, all was good, or so it seemed until few days later. It all started gradually, at first it seemed like I was always tired; too weak to do anything, even to eat, carry my baby and to breastfeed. Thank God for mama, she came immediately she heard I had given birth. She kept pushing me to eat, always reminding me how important it was to ensure I was nourished enough to feed the baby. To me feeding my baby was becoming a burden. I was tired of the wailing that never seemed to stop, it was very irritating and I was getting very uncomfortable around my baby. Of course mama told me this was normal and since this was my first child I would eventually get used to it. I waited to get used to it, I really wanted to, but this didn’t happen. 
The tears, they didn’t seem to stop. It was like someone opened a tap in my eyes. Every time Daniel woke me up to feed the baby, I would grumble and whine and when he insisted, I would start wailing, inside I felt he thought me to be a selfish mother, I could almost see his disappoint at how inept I was, in taking care of my own child and this was a reflection of how I felt about myself. Slowly I began to feel my baby hated me, the way she cried whenever I was around her, it seemed she knew i was becoming tired of her. I felt so different, so alone and so confused. Mama was the first to notice all was not well with me. She tried to talk to me but I kept to myself most times, staring into the void and feeling so sad. No one understands, at least, that was what I told myself. 

The worst came, I was spiraling down each day, I could feel it, it was like nothing felt good anymore. Everything was bland, the food all tasted the same, all the colors were one and the things I loved doing before seemed to no long catch my fancy. Then the worst came, on this day, it was like I was totally zapped, I didn’t want to leave my bed, Daniel had already left for work and everywhere was quiet. Suddenly, mama rushed in, she shook me vigorously urging me to wake up, she said  she had to rush to the market to get some things and  I should clean up my baby. I eventually stood up, closed the door after mama left but didn’t bother to lock up,  because I didn’t want to have to open it for her when she returned. 

I was about going back to my room when I heard the baby’s cry. I stood at the door to her room, not knowing how to console her. I just wanted her to shut up, she was two months already wasn’t she old enough to stop crying?; I wondered. I slowly walked towards her crib, she couldn’t just stop screaming, weeping, and I was getting irritated so I decided to clean her up, maybe then she would stop. 

I carried her to my bathroom and placed her in the tub. Oh gosh she kept screaming, I was tired, just wanted to go back to bed. I decided to put on the running water it would cool her; I thought. She seemed to have stopped crying and I feeling so weak, sat on the floor close to the tub. The next thing I remember was Daniel’s voice he was screaming I woke up to see him running around holding our baby. His eyes were red, he dragged me to the car and drove to the hospital. I was in shock, I just couldn’t speak. I didn’t quite understand, what had happened.  All I knew was that something was wrong. 

At the hospital I quietly waited for Daniel, when he came back I saw his face, the  fury , the pain, it was so clear, he didn’t say a word to me and I kept mute. Then I saw mama, she spoke with Daniel quietly, then came back to me, she kept asking me what happened, and why, I was confused, what had I done, why was everyone angry with me. She slowly explained to me, that I had nearly drowned my own baby. Then I broke, crying unconsolably, I wished to die. To me it was time I left the earth. I felt worthless, Daniel was so angry he rushed to me and told me to stopped shedding fake tears, then the question I would never forget came,” are you the first person to give birth to a child?…” the answer, well, I wasn’t. 

Looking back now I know I was lucky, really can’t say lucky it was indeed the grace of God. My baby survived, I received help and after Daniel realized I was actually sick, he forgave me and we are back to how we used to be. However not every story would be like this, there cannot always be “happily-ever -afters”. 

POST PARTUM DEPRESSION IS REAL         DEPRESSION IS REAL 

IT IS A DISEASE AND WE SHOULD LEARN TO TREAT IS AS ONE

LEARN TO IDENTIFY THE ALERT SIGNALS IN PEOPLE AROUND US

TIMELY INTERVENTION CAN SAVE A LIFE

HAPPY WORLD HEALTH DAY 

#Depression;Let’s talk. 

ARINZE UCHE,  NiMSA PRO II. 

Thumbs-up ABUMSA 

26th March, 2017 was a fulfilling day for members of the Ahmadu Bello University Medical Students’Association (ABUMSA) Kaduna when, in collaboration with members of the National Youth Service Corp (NYSC) in Kudan Local Government Area, they carried out a medical outreach with the theme #THUMBSUP2HEALTH. 

In the outreach there was free;

Blood grouping

HIV tests

Malaria tests using RDT

BMI assessment

Blood Pressure assessment.

Thereafter, counselling sessions for the people of Kudan Community was held. Hematinics were also given out to pregnant women and women of child bearing age. It was a welcome development seeing Corp members show such dedication to health.

Let’s all work together to strengthen the health of our people. 

Nura Aliyu Gwarzo

President, ABUMSA