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Can you walk around freely, jump or hop around without pains or stress? Do you know how valuable it is to move around effortlessly with your legs? Have you hurt you foot before and then suddenly you move around sluggishly with pains? I guess you won’t be so bothered because when the injury heals, you can freely move around again. But does that not give you a glimpse of what it feels like when an able-bodied grown man suddenly finds it difficult or impossible to walk around as result of an illness or an accident? How scary the thought would be that this is not a temporary injury but a permanent life-altering disability? How aggrieved would it be if one suddenly finds out that he or she can’t just stroll around anymore and that he or she have to move around with a wheelchair or the with aid of prosthesis or arm supports! Would that be the end of the world? How have some individuals in the past dealt with their paralysis? In their grief over the loss of some or all of the functions

To begin this series and to set the tone for the next one, I will like to remind you of the definition of grief. Wikipedia.org defines grief as, ‘a multi-faceted response to loss, particularly to the loss of someone or something to which a bond was formed.’ Put in other words, grief is the response to loss. This can be the loss of someone or something we have a connection with. The loss can be of something we cherish the most. We all agree that we cherish deeply our bodies and parts of our body. How we cherish our eyes that give us the ability to admire the beauty of God’s creation on earth! Those who have the ability to see from childhood can’t imagine the thought of losing it. O, what a loss and yes, what grief it is for those who lose their ability to see on account of a disease condition or an accident. Think about our legs. How often we take them for granted, yet how important they are to our bodies! We move around with it to attend to our needs. We run with them either as

It was once thought that a revolution was a far-fetched idea in the Arab world. Many were of the view that the people in the Arabic-speaking countries of Libya, Egypt, Syria and others were too naïve to foster the notion of a rebellion. In these countries were long-serving heads of states and presidents who lord it over their subjects. Perhaps, these leaders were also of the view that their people were incapable of leading movements that would lead to their ouster from power. For so many years that was the case. Different small groups sought the removal of these leaders from office but to no avail. But that was to end. One man changed the social stereotypes of the Arab people. It was not an army general. It was not a renowned academia or a social crusader. No, it was a street vendor in the name of Mohamed Bouazizi. He lost his father to a heart attack when he was just 3 years of age. The mother later married one of his uncles. Along with his six siblings, he studied in a one

The events of the last 72 hours [ June, 2012 ] got me thinking about grief. I have had my own share of grief and as a student of human nature I've keenly observed the grieving process. So it amazes me that something as negative as grief can have very productive and positive outcomes. Before I jump the gun, let me start by defining some relevant terms in relation to my discourse. First, what is grief? According to Wikipedia, ‘Grief is a multi-faceted response to loss, particularly to the loss of someone or something to which a bond was formed. Although conventionally focused on the emotional response to loss, it also has physical, cognitive, behavioral, social, and philosophical dimensions. While the terms are often used interchangeably, bereavement refers to the state of loss, and grief is the reaction to loss.’ It also goes on to explain “‘the Kübler-Ross model’, commonly known as the five stages of grief. The popular but largely untested theory describes in five distinct s

Here's an audio recording of some jokes that I had posted on my blogs. To listen, please follow the link: https://soundcloud.com/eugeneojirigho/my-comedy

In the course of my life, I have had my share of difficult times. Yet, there are certain events that have helped to keep me going; events so dear to me that I can’t let go of its memory. Since I started working as a medical professional, I have had very trying and disappointing moments. Those are the times I felt I can’t keep up. Yes, those times when I felt I’m not good enough; I’m just not cut out for this. Nevertheless I managed to persevere. Somewhere along the line, something extraordinary happens. One event I won’t forget is a child who was brought to the hospital by a young mother. The child was critically ill. I was about leaving the hospital when the child was brought in. I work in a low resource hospital, so some standard equipment were lacking. All the same I used what was available. I stayed with that child for hours. At some point, the child showed some improvement and I left him in the care of a nurse. Few days later, the child improved remarkably and was discharge

I went back in space And I took a glimpse of her grace. She had such balance and elegance That you could mistook her race. Just a glance Made my heart to pace! She was far more priceless than a golden necklace; Her value exceeded the Senate mace. She was an ace In her home terrace Holding bridges like an Italian shoelace. She had the resilience of a neck brace. Not even the treasures in King Solomon's palace Could stand her pretty face! She was hit by a menace Like the general populace. As the illness grew apace Seeing her sad grimace Take my heart apiece. Too soon she was gone without a trace. But I take solace In the Prince of peace A promise of ascendance From the earth's undersurface To the warm embrace Of an everlasting physical essence; While death is effaced in the burning furnace! John 11: 25 states: “Jesus said to her: ‘I am the Resurrection and the life. He that exercises Faith in me, even though h

I remember him with a sense of pride. He kept pace with each life's stride. Sadly, cowardly Death sought him to blindside In the last Yuletide! It was one eventide, While taking a snap Facebook glide With a sad update my eyes collide. My heart was torn from the inside. I was beside Myself with tears and scars hard to debride! But, onto Jah I looked for aide; In His ears my worries confide. O God with comfort provide. Your word may we abide; To your way may we decide! O, from your faith may we never backslide And save us from Death's deride. While we await the End-tide When death and Hades collide And into the lake of fire they'll slide: The ultimate deathicide And to Death the final woe betide. With the Lamb adorned as bride, Satan's evil machinations You'll override And Your people in peace reside. Putting our sorrows aside, And allaying our pains earth wide! There's no time to sit astride, Into H