olaoluwatomi

One of the best periods of my life was when I worked in a lovely hospital in South West Nigeria, I was a new doctor and I guess the excitement of finally practicing medicine coupled with the fact that I was working for a living could be said to contribute to the euphoria I felt then. I enjoyed everyday I spent there and many of the dreams I had for the future were birthed there. As exciting as that time was, there were many frustrations. My lack of fluency in Yoruba was a major sore point, it was extremely frustrating to know exactly what it was I wanted to say and not be able to put it in words. The relative poverty of many of the patients who came into the hospital was another. What was the point of prescribing medications for someone who obviously needed it but could not afford to buy it? My salary was not the top of the scale but I still lived in relative luxury when compared to those I served. The most frustrating thing for me though was not any of the above. It was havin...