Chaz B’s Wife Explains How Her Husband Died At St. Nicholas Hospital Due To Negligence

It’s so touching and she has filed a petition asking the Medical
and Dental Council of Nigeria (MDCN) to look into her husband’s death. Chaz B
presented the popular Sharing Life Issues on radio, and was very famous for it.
She narrates here how he was rushed to the hospital twice and how he eventually
gave up the ghost.

My husband called me at about 6:40 AM, Friday the 21st of
November 2014, from work. He asked me to come and pick him up, that he was not
feeling too good. I left with the driver to get him. When I got there, he was
too uncomfortable, and he asked me to take him home. But on our way home, I
noticed that he was in pains, so I asked the driver to reverse the car and head
instead to the hospital (St. Nicholas Hospital in Lagos).

On reaching there, we met Judith, the receptionist. I asked
if there was a Doctor around. This was around 7 PM. She said yes and after some
time we were asked to go into Room 2. Right there we met a young Doctor called
Dr. Ogidigben Kevwe.  He asked a few
questions that I answered while my husband was wallowing in pains. He (Kevwe)
opened an emergency file because according to him, my husband’s file was locked
up in Dr. Bamgboye’s office, and no one has access to that office. I told Dr.
Kevwe that my husband had incisional hernia surgery done a few months back at
the same hospital, August to be precise and it was performed by one Dr. Mohan
an India man, and Dr. Balogun at St. Nicholas Hospital. He started to examine
him. He then left us in his office and said he was coming back. Continue…

He came back after some minutes and said he was trying to
reach Dr. Balogun from the reception, but he is not getting through. So I used
my husband’s phone and dialed Balogun and got through. At this point, I gave
the phone to Dr. Kevwe, and he started explaining to Dr. Balogun, what he
thought was the problem. Balogun on the other end asked if my husband was in
pains, and Kevwe said yes. Dr. Kevwe told Dr. Balogun that he was suspecting
intestinal obstruction. Dr. Balogun asked if there was any swelling around
where the incision was done, but Dr.Kevwe said no. Balogun asked if there was
any reddish sign around the same area, and Kevwe said no. So Dr. Kevwe
suggested giving him antibiotics, but Balogun said that they have to be careful
what they give him, since he is a post kidney transplant patient. Balogun asked
them to give him a particular injection twice to ease the pains, and he said
that they should observe him till the next morning. So I left to go get him
what he had asked for (his tea and his stockings). On my way around Bonny Camp,
I got a call from a strange number, when I picked up; it was Dr. Kevwe, on the
other end. He asked me to turn back to come pick up my husband, and I asked
why?

He (Kevwe) said that my Husband is feeling much better, and
wants to go home. I asked the driver to reverse and head back to the hospital.
And on getting there, I went in and asked the Dr. again why he wants me to take
him home. He repeated once again that he feels much better and I asked Kevwe if
he was asking me to take him home because he thinks he feels better or that the
hospital doesn’t have a bed for him. I asked this because the nurse had
mentioned earlier that she needed to check for bed space. Kevwe at this point
told me that my Husband would be fine, he asked me to take my Husband home and
bring him the following morning. Meanwhile, before then, Kewe wrote a
prescription of drugs for my husband which I took to the pharmacist and when
the lady there saw it, she asked which Dr. I saw. I told her that it was Dr.
Kewe.  She moved over to the other side
and called the Dr’s office.  They both
argued about the drug that he wrote, she then gave me just1 tablet of Exforge.
When my husband got up from the hospital bed, he staggered and I held him and
asked if he’s fine. The Dr. said that it’s the injection that was given to him
that he would be fine. So I took him home.

We got home. And just about 15minutes after, my husband said
he felt like throwing up. I brought a bowl to him, and he vomited, and he felt
a bit better. He slept for some time and got up in excruciating pain.

Immediately I jumped into my clothes and then called Dr.
Balogun, to say that we are on our way back to the hospital. He said no problem
that the doctor will be waiting for me. I asked,  which doctor? And he said the doctor is their
senior surgeon by the name Dr. Fadiran. Balogun said that Dr. Fadiran was the
doctor on call. We got to the hospital in less than 20 minutes; my husband came
down from the car himself. He walked into the hospital by himself before he was
wheeled into the ER. Then came Dr. Kevwe, and I asked him about the senior
surgeon, and he told me that he would be coming very soon. I wasn’t too happy
with that, as I had mentioned to Dr. Balogun that my husband was in serious
pains. I expected to see a consultant like he said. Kevwe started by

trying to put him on a drip that took forever, as he was
unable to successfully get his veins while my husband was languishing in
pain. 

My husband kept telling them (DR. Kevwe and the nurse) that
he wants to throw up or use the restroom, and he would be fine. He kept saying
that if he throws up he will be fine. Meanwhile, Dr. Kevwe was taking
instructions on the phone from Dr. Fadiran. This was when I asked when the Dr.
would come. I kept asking, “when will the doctor come?”  And Dr. Kevwe said Dr. Fadiran asked him to
get my entire husband’s information. DR. Kevwe told me that they are

waiting for the Radiologist and the Anesthesiologist, and
none of these people showed up.

My husband kept on saying that he wants to throw up. But
then, Dr. Kevwe asked the nurse to give him an injection, I asked what the
injection was for? And he said it will stop him from vomiting. He became so
uncomfortable and was losing his breath. 
They put him on oxygen, but I guess he was already choking.

Meanwhile, Kevwe was still taking instructions from Dr.
Fadiran on the phone.  At this time, he
started gasping for air.  Meanwhile,
before then, another doctor showed up. I don’t know his name, but he’s average
in height and dark complexioned. He inserted a suction tube into his mouth, but
I guess he was two hours or more late with that. Because if that was done when
I brought him to the hospital that morning, he would have been here with me
today.

If Dr. Fadiran were at the hospital, even after he was told
that it was an emergency; my husband would have been here with me. If the
anesthesiologist was at the hospital, he probably would have been here with me.
If the radiologist were around on that morning to at least see what was
happening inside of him, he probably would have been here with me. If Dr. Kevwe
knew exactly what he was doing that morning without taking instructions from
Dr. Fadiran on the phone, with an emergency case right in front of him, my
husband would have been here. My husband died of total negligence on the part
of St. Nicholas Hospital, and I know it. Like I said earlier, the  doctor was 2 hours plus late with the
suction, because, at this time, the nurse was already calling my husband’s
name, shouting “Mr. Charles, Mr. Charles!” He was given four adrenaline
injections. The drip wasn’t going at all, all this while lest I forget. I
watched my husband struggled to breath. I watched him fight for his life, and I
was right there when he died. And even though they were busy with CPR,  I knew when he passed on because immediately
he stopped struggling, fluid started gushing out of his mouth and nose, I knew
that was it. That was the same fluid that was choking him. If there were a
senior consultant or surgeon at the hospital as at when I brought him, he
probably, would have been helped. In between all this, Dr. Kevwe at a time said
to Dr. Fadiran on the phone that he should come now as the patient is in a
critical condition. He said to the same Dr. Fadiran that 11 O’clock might be
too

late. I brought my husband at about 6 AM to St. Nicholas
Hospital and he died at about 9.30AM without receiving prompt and adequate
care.

Human life cannot continue to be lost soo cheaply in
Nigerian Hospital, people must be made to account for their actions as
professionals hence I have contacted my Lawyers to investigate the cause of
death as he has died with our dreams, aspirations, and vision and planned
future together.