NewStats: 3,264,242 , 8,183,107 topics. Date: Tuesday, 10 June 2025 at 10:36 AM 6k2e

BY ANTHONY ADA ABRAHAM

Sometimes, we walk around looking strong, smiling, and full of life, giving the impression that we're perfectly healthy. But beneath that exterior, silent internal struggles could be harming us without our knowledge. My wife often tells me to check my sugar and blood pressure levels regularly, but I usually ignore her, convinced I'm healthy and don’t need such checks because I take occasional rests.

What happened to me on Sunday has changed my perspective, and I thank God I’m still alive, with all my body systems functioning.

That Sunday wasn’t an ordinary one. It was my wife’s harvest and thanksgiving service at church. She prepared as though it was Christmas—cooking food, baking snacks, packing drinks, and organizing gift packs. After helping load everything into the car, we went to church, danced, celebrated, and by 7 PM, we were back home.

With no power supply, I went straight to the bathroom, took a shower, and headed to bed, unaware of the storm brewing inside me.

Around 2 AM, I started feeling dizzy, even in my sleep. When I woke up, I couldn’t stand; the whole world seemed to spin uncontrollably. A strange heat surged through my body despite the cold harmattan weather. Alarmed, I woke my wife and described how I felt—I couldn't move. Any slight motion felt like my life was slipping away.

Thankfully, my in-law, a nurse, was present. She propped me up with three pillows and istered some medication. My wife gave me a mixture of malt and Peak milk to help stabilize me. Despite their efforts, I was still dizzy, and my in-law strictly instructed that I shouldn’t stand up on my own.

She stayed by my side all night, ensuring I was comfortable. Later, she suggested that a visit to the toilet might relieve me. Suddenly, a strong urge hit me. With her help, I made it to the toilet and released what I now consider the tormentor. Instantly, I felt a huge relief. I returned to bed and forced myself to sleep.

The next morning, I canceled all my appointments as I was still unwell. My in-law explained that my condition was likely caused by stress and elevated blood pressure. Jokingly, I asked her, "How can a young man like me have high BP? What am I even thinking about?"

She explained that it’s not just about overthinking—stress, poor sleep, sugar levels, and an unhealthy lifestyle could all be contributing factors. My wife has always urged me to prioritize health checks, but I often dismissed them as unnecessary. After this experience, I don’t need any reminders. My "macho man" attitude almost turned me into a shadow of myself in the blink of an eye.

Although I don’t consider my work stressful, I underestimated the impact of sleepless nights spent working, browsing, and surfing the net. Now, I understand how dangerous that habit is to my health, and I’m determined to make changes moving forward.

If I had fallen during that dizzy spell, this story might not have been written. Now I truly understand why people collapse and suffer strokes. This could have been my fate, but I thank God for sparing me.

I’m grateful to my in-law and my wife for their quick actions. With medication and proper rest, I’m recovering, though not fully yet. God has truly been merciful, allowing me to continue working and providing for my family.

This experience taught me a valuable lesson: Always prioritize regular medical checkups. Especially for those of us in demanding jobs—like journalists—who often neglect our health in the hustle of chasing stories. I had no symptoms, not even a headache, yet this happened to me. It’s a stark reminder that prevention is indeed better than cure.

May God continue to guide and protect us all as we strive to care for our families.

Okrote4real ©

https://www.facebook.com/share/p/15UGP3apTq/

okrote4real:
BY ANTHONY ADA ABRAHAM

Sometimes, we walk around looking strong, smiling, and full of life, giving the impression that we're perfectly healthy. But beneath that exterior, silent internal struggles could be harming us without our knowledge. My wife often tells me to check my sugar and blood pressure levels regularly, but I usually ignore her, convinced I'm healthy and don’t need such checks because I take occasional rests.

What happened to me on Sunday has changed my perspective, and I thank God I’m still alive, with all my body systems functioning.

That Sunday wasn’t an ordinary one. It was my wife’s harvest and thanksgiving service at church. She prepared as though it was Christmas—cooking food, baking snacks, packing drinks, and organizing gift packs. After helping load everything into the car, we went to church, danced, celebrated, and by 7 PM, we were back home.

With no power supply, I went straight to the bathroom, took a shower, and headed to bed, unaware of the storm brewing inside me.

Around 2 AM, I started feeling dizzy, even in my sleep. When I woke up, I couldn’t stand; the whole world seemed to spin uncontrollably. A strange heat surged through my body despite the cold harmattan weather. Alarmed, I woke my wife and described how I felt—I couldn't move. Any slight motion felt like my life was slipping away.

Thankfully, my in-law, a nurse, was present. She propped me up with three pillows and istered some medication. My wife gave me a mixture of malt and Peak milk to help stabilize me. Despite their efforts, I was still dizzy, and my in-law strictly instructed that I shouldn’t stand up on my own.

She stayed by my side all night, ensuring I was comfortable. Later, she suggested that a visit to the toilet might relieve me. Suddenly, a strong urge hit me. With her help, I made it to the toilet and released what I now consider the tormentor. Instantly, I felt a huge relief. I returned to bed and forced myself to sleep.

The next morning, I canceled all my appointments as I was still unwell. My in-law explained that my condition was likely caused by stress and elevated blood pressure. Jokingly, I asked her, "How can a young man like me have high BP? What am I even thinking about?"

She explained that it’s not just about overthinking—stress, poor sleep, sugar levels, and an unhealthy lifestyle could all be contributing factors. My wife has always urged me to prioritize health checks, but I often dismissed them as unnecessary. After this experience, I don’t need any reminders. My "macho man" attitude almost turned me into a shadow of myself in the blink of an eye.

Although I don’t consider my work stressful, I underestimated the impact of sleepless nights spent working, browsing, and surfing the net. Now, I understand how dangerous that habit is to my health, and I’m determined to make changes moving forward.

If I had fallen during that dizzy spell, this story might not have been written. Now I truly understand why people collapse and suffer strokes. This could have been my fate, but I thank God for sparing me.

I’m grateful to my in-law and my wife for their quick actions. With medication and proper rest, I’m recovering, though not fully yet. God has truly been merciful, allowing me to continue working and providing for my family.

This experience taught me a valuable lesson: Always prioritize regular medical checkups. Especially for those of us in demanding jobs—like journalists—who often neglect our health in the hustle of chasing stories. I had no symptoms, not even a headache, yet this happened to me. It’s a stark reminder that prevention is indeed better than cure.

May God continue to guide and protect us all as we strive to care for our families.

Okrote4real ©

https://www.facebook.com/share/p/15UGP3apTq/

After all this long epistle, I did not see where you mentioned that you visited hospital, or check your blood sugar and pressue!

I had similar experience last month.

I came out from the bathroom, bent to shine my shoes when all of a sudden my vision began rapid oscillating (my sight/eyes were moving side to side rapidly). I felt lightheaded and shivering. I crawled into the living room. Life was gradually slipping away. The thought of my family compelled me to hang on to life. I was alone with my son and couldn't image giving up.
After 10 minutes of sitting down and breathing rapidly, my vision normalized. I figured my blood sugar and blood pressure were high. I checked my vitals and did the needful.


An experience I would never forget.

pandax:


After all this long epistle, I did not see where you mentioned that you visited hospital, or check your blood sugar and pressue!

I want to believe you're being mischievous. Didn't you read the part he mentioned that his in-law is a nurse? At least she's knowledgeable enough to understand/get what he was experiencing.

IBS sometimes can cause what you described. That's Irritable Bowel Syndrome.
Abnormal contractions of the smooth intestinal muscles can stimulate your central nervous system, making you to feel like fainting.
Though the cause of IBS itself is not clear, it is often aggravated by stress, certain foods you're sensitive to, poor blood sugar regulation, etc.

Should we tell him

matrix199:


I want to believe you're being mischievous. Didn't you read the part he mentioned that his in-law is a nurse? At least she's knowledgeable enough to understand/get what he was experiencing.

that gentle man was only trying to pick out a point, you think the next thing is for you to abuse him


now tell us in three statements why we should be thankful on your behalf that you didn't die

matrix199:
I had similar experience last month.

I came out from the bathroom, bent to shine my shoes when all of a sudden my vision began rapid oscillating (my sight/eyes were moving side to side rapidly). I felt lightheaded and shivering. I crawled into the living room. Life was gradually slipping away. The thought of my family compelled me to hang on to life. I was alone with my son and couldn't image giving up.
After 10 minutes of sitting down and breathing rapidly, my vision normalized. I figured my blood sugar and blood pressure were high. I checked my vitals and did the needful.


An experience I would never forget.

We really need to watch ourselves

pandax:


After all this long epistle, I did not see where you mentioned that you visited hospital, or check your blood sugar and pressue!

Sorry I didn't add that. I had to do the checkup and I found out my BP was high. I was shocked because I thought I was not doing anything that would even highten my BP. In all, I thank God for everything.

Congratulations on your quick recovery.