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| Health Minister Alex Segbefia |
I
am 83 years old and over the last six years my life has become completely dependent
on one person-a medical officer at the Korle Bu Teaching Hospital.
I
believe strongly that it is this person who has made it possible to live
through the last six years and to spend quality time with my great grand
children and grand children.
This
doctor has become my hope and my everything. He has showed compassion, he has
been caring and treated me as a human being whose life is is worth something.
At my age, it is not strange that my health is
deteriorating. I have a serious heart condition and problems with my blood
circulation. I even have a pacer planted in my body.
As
a result of these and other weaknesses, I see my doctor regularly for reviews
and my review was due on Monday, August 10.2015.
I
had heard about the doctors strike but somehow I had convinced myself that the
doctor who had been so kind to me would not forsake me simply because he needs
a few cedis more and is angry at a government in which I play no part.
I
went to the hospital only to be told that my doctor would not see me and that I
can die for him to make a point to President Mahama and his government.
Why
should I die because my doctor has a problem with President Mahama and his
administration? What is the link between my health and the doctor ‘s anger at Mahama?
Right
now I have lost my balance in movement and when I attempt to walk I feel like
falling. It was my hope that my doctor will help me to overcome this problem but unfortunately, he and his
collegues are telling us that we can die and go to hell.
They simply do not care anymore.
I
am just so shocked that the nice and kind ladies and gentlemen we have always
looked up to to give us good health have all of a sudden become monsters ready
to sacrifice our blood for cedis.
I may die today or tomorrow, maybe a week
later or more and I go to my grave believing that after all doctors are not so
special. They are like everybody else. They too can hold a gun to our heads and
say “Pay or die”
What
a shame!!
James
Ato Mensah
Accra
Editorial
Go Back To Work
Some
medical officers in Ghana operating under the guise of the Ghana Medical
Association (GMA) are setting a very bad
precedence which could harm themselves.
These
doctors think that because they perform
essential duties they can hold the whole nation to ransom and get whatever they
want.
They
simply forget that even in the hospitals and clinics they ran, there are other
professionals without whose support they cannot function.
There
are the pharmacists, the nurses, technicians and even the unskilled labour
force.
Do
Ghanaian doctors grow their own food?
We
strongly appeal to all doctors to go back to work immediately in their own best
interest.
Yes,
people may die but many people whose services doctors also need will suffer to an
extent which will affect everybody including the doctors.
81
Year Old Ex-Serviceman Seeks Justice
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| Mark Woyongo Defence Minister |
Discharged
from the Ghana army in 1968 Sergeant Owusu Otti Achampong is still fighting for
his pension.
Achampong
joined the Gold Coast Ordinance in 1955 and served with the Camp and Base
Ordinances, among others.
Sergeant
Achempong has since been chasing his pension but without success. Although he
was not informed that he was dismissed from the Army, he discovered this after he had petitioned the Commission on
Human Right and Administrative Justice (CHRAJ) that the Army recorded his exit
from the Army as a dismissal.
He
said he was surprised by the information and so far his attempts to know why he
was dismissed have not yielded results.
He remembers he was detained for three days
after making an art donation to Ghana’s first President, Dr. Kwame Nkrumah.
He
suspects his problems with the Army have to do with that donation although he
did not receive his donation back.
His
purported dismissal and detention came after the February 1966 Coup, sponsored
by the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) of the United States of America,which
toppled the Nkrumah Government.
Sergeant
Achampong since has since been to the Veterans Association, the Commission for
Human Rights and Administrative Justice (CHRAJ) and Legal Aid for remedy but in
vain.
MY
SAD STORY/ HOW I LOST MY SIGHT
It’s
the hope of every young man to live and see how beautiful his children grow up
to be as well as appreciate the beauty of his wife, mother, sisters and nature.
However, some are not lucky enough to appreciate and see this beauty physically
but only do so through the imagination of the mind. As a result of this
unfortunate situation, it is sometimes even difficult to engage in any
meaningful economic activities to support the very people one cherishes so much
coupled with the stigma attached to it. Most at times, most of these people end
up as beggars on our streets which are already confronted with numerous
challenges.
I,
Balla Yakubu is one of the unfortunate ones who would not be able to see this
illuminating beauty of nature and my relatives especially my children through
no fault of mine. My fault for this unfortunate situation was being a
commercial driver plying the Kumasi-Yeji high way trying to make ends meet.
On
the 30th July, 2011 my vehicle with registration number GN 6422 Z developed a
fault on the way to Yeji from Kumasi with a host of passengers. I then joined
the second vehicle which loaded after me to call a mechanic to fix the vehicle
from Yeji. The driver who was my colleague at the station decided that I join
him in front. Just about 45Km to Yeji, Our vehicle was signaled by an
illuminating light to stop. As we approached the stoppers we realized they were
arm robbers, so the driver stopped and got out of the car and started running
whiles the highlight from our vehicle had focused on the robbers.
They then ordered that the light be turn off,
I then jumped to the driver’s seat to turn off the light. It was at this
juncture the robbers, I believe thought I was either going to speed away or
attack them so they shot directly into my eyes. I was taken to Mathias hospital
at Yeji and later referred to the Komfo Anokye Teaching Hospital (KATH)
emergency/intensive care unit. I spent about three months at the KATH with the
hope of my sight being restored by the doctors. I could not still see after I
was discharged from the hospital even though the doctors assured me I would
regain my sight.
After staying home for some time with no hope,
family members out of desperation took me to traditional healers who also tried
on countless occasions to no avail in restore my sight.
At
the moment I depend on a friend who has done very well but he is also finding
it difficult to keep the level of support. Things are becoming so difficult and
unbearable for us.
This
is my story and am ready to share it with the rest of the world and maybe there
is someone out there who will be touched and will come to my aid. Finally am
ready to provide you with all the medical reports and other documents for your
perusal. Thanks in anticipation
0272414455/0265916691
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