Few years ago, Nollywood actor,
Prince James Uche fell ill after something struck him on his face.
because she could no longer cope with the burden of taking care of him and
their three children.
who is still battling with an undefined heart disease, memory and sight loss,
has been served an eviction notice by his landlord, ordering him to vacate his
residence at 45, Yetunde Brown Street, Gbagada, Lagos.
who paid him a visit, the ‘Lost Kingdom’ actor recounted the beginning
of his ailment.
left side of my face about eight years ago, when I was heading for the burial
ceremony of Pete Edochie’s mother at Nteje in Anambra State.
and stayed in the town for two days. On the third day, I suddenly found that I
could no longer move my body freely. Although I barely managed to get up on my
feet, I could not climb up the staircase.
Sunday before deciding to leave for Lagos. But my friend, Edoche, persuaded me
to follow him to Enugu where he lived at the time. I slept in Enugu on that
day. In the morning I went for treatment in a hospital.
examining me, he stared at me with his mouth half open in shock for a long
he said I should have been dead. He took my pulse again and then, sweating,
said my blood pressure was abnormally high. He said it had risen up to 300 and
it was a miracle that I was still alive.”
the premises of a Catholic church near his residence.
So D’banj’s anniversary celebration was a disaster, peeps failed to show up…read eye witness account
Well, i didn't write it but one Chinwe Opara who was there had this to say about it, enjoy piece below:
Don’t you just feel bad when you already had your day planned and
circumstances take a better part of it. These things just never go as
Things such as a D’banj event. It should have been noted in my
subconscious when we were told the event was slated to start at 7pm.
Maybe I was giving them the benefit of a doubt? What was wrong with
that? After all, it’s his 10th year in the industry, everyone should be
eager to celebrate him enough to be early? No?
That's was what I thought when I arrived the scene and it was scanty.
Written by renowned author and novelist, Chimamanda Ngozi
Sometimes it begins with a pimple. A
large shiny spot appears on my forehead. Or it begins with a feeling of
heaviness, and I long to wear only loose-fitting clothes. Then my mood plunges,
my lower back aches, my insides turn liquid. Stomach cramps come in spasms so
painful I sometimes cry out. I lose interest in the things I care about.
family become unbearable, my friends become strangers with dark intentions, and
cashiers and waiters seem unforgivably rude.
shrouds me: every human being with whom I interact is wrong, either...
years, 7years to be precise, l worked in a company where l was
underpaid. There, we had no organizational structure so promotion was out
prayer point every year since 2008 has been a good husband and better
up on God and stopped praying and tithing.
relationship with God became an on and off...