Help Me Find My Feet Again

What are you raising money for?

I am raising funds for a surgery I desperately need, a total replacement of my left hip, so that I can stop suffering and begin to live again. On the 10th of May 2024, I fell on my way home from work. It was an ordinary evening, and then in one moment, everything changed. For over a year, the doctors attending to me insisted it was a simple dislocation and that I would be fine with time. I believed them. I waited. But the pain never left. It only grew worse. When it became unbearable, I demanded more answers. On the 2nd of October 2025, an X-ray at Igbobi Orthopedic Hospital in Lagos finally revealed the truth: my hip had been fractured all along. I had been suffering through a fracture for over a year, with no proper treatment, because no one looked closely enough. Every day is a day of pain. Not discomfort. Pain. I take medication just to get through the hours, and even then, the relief never lasts. There are days so overwhelming that I cannot stop crying. I cannot move. I cannot think. I cannot rest. I cannot get to the bathroom without help. I cannot cook, or move freely in my own home. I, who once took care of everyone around me, can no longer take care of myself. The funds will go toward the surgery, the implant, hospital fees, pre-operative tests, and rehabilitation. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for my life back. Please help me.

Why are you raising the funds?

Because I have nowhere else to turn. I have no savings. My family does not have the means to fund this surgery, not in Nigeria, not anywhere. I have knocked on every door I could find. I have exhausted every option I could think of. And every time, the answer has been the same. I have come to this page because it is the last place left to try. I want you to understand something: I am not a person who asks for help easily. I spent my whole life being the one who showed up, who gave, who carried others when they could not carry themselves. Coming here and laying my pain bare for the world to see is one of the hardest things I have ever done. But my condition is worsening. My body is telling me that time is running out. And so I am setting aside my pride, because my life matters more than my pride. Every month that passes without this surgery is another month of deterioration. The damage does not pause while I wait. It deepens. The longer I go without treatment, the harder my recovery will be, if recovery remains possible at all. I am not asking you to solve all my problems. I am asking you to help me access the one thing that can stop this suffering. A surgery that exists, a hospital that is ready, and doctors who can help me, if only I can afford to walk through that door.

What will the funds raised help achieve?

If you help me reach this goal, I will have my surgery. And if I have my surgery, I will be able to get out of bed on my own. I will be able to use the bathroom without calling for someone. I will be able to sit outside, feel a breeze, and not dread the journey back inside. I will be able to sleep through the night without being woken by pain. These are not grand wishes. They are the smallest, most ordinary things, and right now, they are completely out of my reach. A total hip replacement will not just repair what is broken in my body. It will give me back myself. My independence. My dignity. The quiet confidence of being able to do things for yourself, things you never thought twice about until the day you could not. For my family, it will mean the end of watching me suffer and being unable to help. That helplessness weighs on them too, and I carry the guilt of it every day. I have been lying here, in pain, for nearly two years. I have cried more times than I can count. I have prayed. I have hoped. And now I am asking, openly, humbly, with everything I have left, for your help. Whatever you give, please know that it is going directly toward a woman who is fighting every day just to endure. Your kindness, could be the thing that finally turns this around. Please help me walk again.