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Celebrity sonographer, London (2026)

10/04/2026

Scan abbreviations for Pregnant women

10/04/2026

Story don land. If you are planning to do this in future, ab0rt mission o.

I know some of you may not even be aware that I’m a fertility coach.
You just know me as the sonographer who does scans. No problem at all.

I actually run a dedicated page for women trying to conceive, and the testimonies there are incredible. God is truly at work.
you can find me there Wongonation Fertility coach

But that’s not even the main story.
Let’s get into it.
A few days ago, I decided to open my DMs on that page so I could interact with people one-on-one. Normally, all my message boxes are locked like a bank vault. I no dey like wahala. If you have health challenges go hospital.

Big mistake chai. Opened the dm chai.

When I came back, I had almost 100 messages in just 3 hours.

I told myself, “Alright, let me go through them and pick one person to respond to.”
Out of all the messages, I was drawn to one where a woman was complaining about painful mekwe.

So I opened it.
She said:
“Wongonation, please help me. I gave birth 2 years ago. Before that, I used to enjoy wongoro wongoro but after childbirth, everything just stopped.”

I felt really sad for her, because let’s be honest,this is an important part of marriage, and it shouldn’t suddenly become a source of pa1n.

Wongoro wongor wey sweet like sugar

So I decided to dig deeper.
I started asking her some questions:
Have you been tested for infections?
Have you seen a doctor?
Are you still attracted to your husband?
Do you still get arous3d?
She answered yes to all of them.

Everything was working except during the bed shaking itself.

She explained that the pain during p3netration was so intense that even lubricants didn’t help.

At that point, my mind started running through possible causes.
So I asked further:
“Was your delivery difficult?”
“Did you have any tears?”
“Any traumatic experience?”
That was where the story changed completely.
She go use her hand buy small market.

Umunwanyi chai. Una ga emeru onwe una ahu o.

She said the delivery was actually smooth, with only minimal tearing.
So I wondered, “Then what exactly went wrong?”

Before she gave birth, she and her husband had been joking about how a woman’s body changes after childbirth.
Her husband said something like:
“Omo, if possible, I want your body to remain like this. After birth, everything will just open.”( As in her savanah will shogbogbo)

It sounded like a joke, but it stayed with her.
It really stayed with her.
So, during delivery, while the nurse was stitching her

She asked for extra stitches.
Yes, extra.
You go dey please handmade of God.
You didn't even ask questions.
The nurse added some( Iyabiliki of course) because my nurse colleagues the ones I know will never do that. We don't do that over here.

At the moment her marraige is at the verge of collapsing.
She avoids bed shaking because of the pa1n.
Her husband, on the other hand, is becoming frustrated and is already looking elsewhere. Say she no dey give am like before.

You d0nt know how scaring works?
You use ya hand close heaven gate because you wan please man.
Wetin do kegel.and pelvic floor exercises( Ah I don't like exercise o) I wanted quick result.
See am now.
As i read finish, I lock my dm again. I no fit.

10/04/2026

Thank you 180k. I am grateful

09/04/2026

We know. Infact you did not even give birth. The baby flew out of your body

09/04/2026

They brought in a 13-year-old girl for a scan.
The moment I saw her, 👀 my eyes widened.

She didn’t look like a child who should be running around, laughing, arguing about food, or complaining about homework. She looked empty. Fragile. Like life had been slowly drained out of her.

You could count every single bone in her body without even trying.

The request form said: Abdomino-pelvic scan.
I took a deep breath and began like I always do.

“Madam, what is her name?”
“Her name is Prisca.”
“How old is Prisca?”
“13.”
I glanced at the girl again.

“What’s the reason for the scan?”

The mother shrugged casually.
“She just dey lean, dey lean, dey lean”
As if she was talking about weight loss, not a child wasting away.

“Is she complaining of pain anywhere?”
“Yes, her lower abdomen.”
“Did she eat anything today?”
“No.”
“Has she started her period?”
“No, she has not.”

Then she added, almost as an afterthought,
“I just think this child is from marine kingdom.”
This child has water people.

I paused.
Not because I didn’t hear her, but because I did. I heard her clearly.

“Please, let her li3 on the bed for the scan.”

As we were about to proceed, she interrupted me again.
“Nurse, you know this thing started after we took her for our family initiation.” They do it for every girl in my family.

“Family initiation?”
She nodded.
“Once a girl reach 10, them go carry am go for our local place, so she can become a woman.”

I looked at her, trying to keep my voice steady.
“And when you say become a woman, you mean?”

She didn’t flinch.
“Them go cut am,sew am,so she no go follow anybody. Only her husband.”

Silence.
Heavy. Suffocating silence.
Jesus onye obi ebere. In 2026. Cut am sew am hey

In that moment, everything made sense.
The weight loss.
The pain.
The lifeless eyes.
Prisca wasn’t just sick.
Prisca was suffering.

Deep down, I already knew what I was dealing with
F.G.M and possibly a raging inf3ction underneath it all.

“When was this done?”
She replied so casually.
“When Prisca was 7, we sent her to my cousin in Lagos. She just came back two weeks ago, na so we carry am go do the thing.” Ah, she say she no want am. Ah, The people wey dey do am say, If she no do am, she go kpai or husband no go marry am and she go turn akwuna. I no want make my pikin dey f0ll0w man up and down o.

I looked at Prisca lying quietly on that bed.
No tears.
No complaints.
Just silence.

For the first time in my career tears flowed down my cheeks like an ocean.
God abeg.

FYI ( fiction)
Raising awareness for F.G.M
Leave the va**na of a girl child alone.

08/04/2026

Congratulations if you see this written on your scan report.

08/04/2026

This one don collect gbas. Her body go rest.

08/04/2026

Don't say it where I will hear it.

Agam adoja gi with onu.
I no get strength for body but I get am for mouth o.

To think that even women who have gone through C/S hide it and talk anyhow in public to other C/s mums na agbaka m isi.

If I scan 15 women at least 5 or 6 of them has a scar of honour but online everyone is no C/S gang.
Hehehehhe.

If e sure for you Open ya belle I wan check something.
You carry scar I carry scar, you hide your scar come dey talk anyhow.

You are not strong that is why you gave birth through C/S. If e easy run am umu mmuo kugbuo gi during anaesthesia. You sleep from there and wake up at the other side.

07/04/2026

Can somone with Low lying placenta deliver naturally?

07/04/2026

Patient: I am so happy for this pregnancy

Me: wow, congratulations.

Patient: My partner and I have been trying for 5 years.

Me: oh wow.

Patient: H is coming to join us before the scan. Can you wait a little longer.

Me: Sure.

Few minutes later, A knock on the door.
I opened.
Tom: I am here for a Patient.

My brain immediately assumed it was the dad..
Oh chineke biko zoputam. Who asked me to have an opinion.
Why do I have an opinion. Wetin concern me?

Me: Please, what is your name?

Tom: I am Tom

Me: OK give me a minute.

My brain was working over time so I went to my patient and said. Your father is outside, should I let him in?

Patient: My father?

Me: Yes

Patient: My father isn't here with me. Do you mean Tom.

Me: Yes he said his name is Tom

Patient: That is my partner.

Hey why is the ground still closed.
Hey. I don m3ss up o.
Hey. Should I apologise?
Should I run away.
What should I do?
Chineke biko zoputam.

If this was true and you happened to be in that situation, What will be your reaction?
If you were in my shoes, what would you do?

07/04/2026

Group of people: Nurse, Nurse, nurse.

Me: Hello, what is happening here?

Group of people: Nurse thank God you are here.
This man just had an accident and the car that hit him ran away please treat him.

Me:( Obara Jesus). Please this place isn't a hospital. Try to get him to the nearest hospital for proper treatment ok.

A man from the group: Nurse do som3thing now. At least give him injection or drip.

Me: I cannot do all that because this place is not a hospital and we don't have all that here. The earlier you carry him to the nearest hospital the better.

A woman from the group: So what are you people doing in this nons3nse place if you d0nt have ordinary drip and injection for emergency.

Me: Looking at the sign board boldly written( W diagnostics) did we miss anything?
To the crowd, please take him to the hospital.

Move into the office and gently locks the door.

Crowd muttering : These people are very wuked.
She could not even treat him.

Ahhhhhhh.
Afusi gom anya.

07/04/2026

If you’re wondering whether that fine babe in the picture is me yes, it is my short self.
But abeg, leave my height. That is not today’s problem. Focus. 😌

So I was in the clinic, minding my short, peaceful business
When madam elegance herself walked in.
The first thing that entered before her was her perfume.

Not smell, presence. That mixture you cannot understand it except you have been to dubai for perfume testing. Makachi, that perfume was marvelous.
The kind that will make everybody in the room pause like:
“Who is rich here?” 🌹

This woman was glowing. Skin like glass.
If I looked well, I’m sure I would seen my face.
I couldn't help but complement her
I said, “Ma, I love your perfume.”
She smiled.
Ah.

That smile carried generational wealth.
“Welcome ma, how may I help you?”
She told me what she wanted, I said no problem, let’s scan.
We started.

She said, “The pressure is too much.”
I adjusted immediately and apologised.

Next thing she said:
“Hmmm… so nurses do scans too?”
I said, “Yes ma, nurses can do scans if trained… but I’m not a nurse. I’m a sonographer.”
She now looked like I just invented a new course
“What is that one again?”
I explained calmly.
Her face?
Already carrying small attitude like hand luggage.
We continued.
Then she said:
“I hope you are doing it well o. I don’t like nonsense.”

My spirit sat up.
I said politely, “Yes ma, but please allow me concentrate so I don’t miss anything.”
Then she dropped it.
The sentence that woke up my ancestors:
“Ah! This girl, even as you are small, you have mouth to speak big English.”

Me? Small?
Me? Big English?
Me?? THIS GIRL???

I said:
“Ma, I’m sorry but I can’t continue this scan. Your words are disrespectful.”
She widened her eyes like I just cancelled her flight.
“Me? Disrespect you?”
I said, “Yes ma.”
Then she fired back:
“This place was recommended. I’m sure whoever you’re covering for doesn’t know how rude you are. I’m not even comfortable that a small girl like you will scan me. Abeg get out.”
GET. OUT.

I kept quiet.
Because once she said “this place was recommended,” I already knew
She will be back.

They always come back.

Less than one hour later
Madam fragrance returned.
But this time
No roses.
Only remorse.
Face like “life has humbled me.”
“Hi my friend, I’m sorry”
I said, “First of all, I am not your friend. Secondly, apology accepted. Have a nice day.”
She said, “Can we continue the scan?”
I said:
“I’m sorry, I can’t. I don’t want my emotions to affect your care. Please find another centre.”
“Ah sister, calm down, I didn’t know"

I opened my eyes wide.

She said, “It’s just”
I said,
“My small stature, I know. Goodbye.”
Inside my mind?
“Egbe eligwe, no pity. Gbakpai kwaram ya anya.”

So scan is done by stature and not profession abi?
Toh

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