The Death of Doctor Dick | Ugochukwu Anadị – Isele Magazine Until his death, Dr Dickson worked as a surgeon at the University Teaching Hospital Enugu where he carried out his God-given mandate of saving lives Aged 58, he is survived by his wife, son, daughter, and a host of other relatives… It is Dr Dick’s wife’s turn to deliver the eulogy
When The Knife Cuts | Paul Chuks – Isele Magazine At the hospital, the doctor said my case was minor because I could still suck Other children don’t have the full upper lip, so they can’t suck, he said He slated the coming month for the surgery We went home with the bill in mind and prepared for the surgery
An Anatomy of a Falling Body | Mustapha Enesi – Isele Magazine It was in December that I was finally transferred to the Federal Medical Center in Ondo State, certified that I was struggling with severe depression It was my body, whose skin had been severely pricked by injections, that reminded me that I was still human
Vital Signs | Maryanne Chrisant – Isele Magazine My specialty—transplant medicine, transplant cardiology His hair is curly and dark, like my son’s—my Ben Do I see Ben in him? Do I see myself in his mother? What do I see? A teenage boy whom I can’t help A situation I can’t control He needs another family to donate the heart of their dying child so he can live
The Baby Doesn’t Have a Name | Ahmad Adedimeji Amobi Before this serene-but-bitter moment, there had been a moment when wails flung out of our mouths and collapsed in the air The moment the doctor came out, pity drawn on his face, and announced to our ears that “the baby has gone ”
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Speaking Grief | Miriam Hall – Isele Magazine After a few days of him licking small dollops of wet food from our fingers, and sipping water from a dropper- Please Drala, just eat a little bit more – he refused to consume anything The emergency veterinarian was optimistic at first – His heart and lungs sound good, and he looks bright!
Healthy Heart | Kasimma – Isele Magazine On a good day, you would have admired his coconut-brown eyes and his complexion that was as light as your wife’s, but it was not a good day so you focused on his head that was shaped like opioro mango “Well, wake him up,” you said The doctor shook his head “I fear he might never wake up We are doing all we can but his organs are shutting down ”
Dear Father, I Write to You From the Land of the Living | Ucheoma . . . Rather than find all the sleep I lost sitting on the plane for fourteen hours, crossing time zones, travelling from Lagos to New York for an artists’ residency, I lay in bed and searched for the doctor on Facebook He was easy to find His bio said we went to the same school, Abia State University Not a surprise
Genesis: Notes on Body Dysmorphia | Ifeoluwa Williams Through finely constructed fragments, we witness the writer grapple with faith, belonging, and the power of writing as a tool for healing She writes, “it is why I know now that our collective stories soothe wounds,” and we invite you into this soothing