(Part 4/4) When I came back to Nigeria, I couldn’t walk or raise my left leg. I went to the National Orthopaedic Hospital, Igbobi and was told I don’t have a ligament in my left knee. The doctor said my ligament was as thin as paper and wondered how I’d been living. It was so painful, I couldn’t move. The Sunday after that day, I went to church. The following day, I woke up and the pain was gone. I went back to Igbobi to do a test and miraculously I had a full healthy ligament. 

My promise for the year was Deuteronomy 28:6 – “I’ll be blessed in my going out and coming in.” I kept telling God I would graduate this year. I wrote all my exams and passed. A week to my graduation I received a call from the school informing me that I wouldn’t be graduating because I had an F in a zero-unit course. I passed the course but they couldn’t find the result. I told my mum and she told me to pray about it. 

I went back to school on a Tuesday and on arrival at my department, I had another seizure. I started crying and told my mum that I was tired and I couldn’t take it anymore. I told her graduation or no graduation, I’m done; I didn’t want to go back to school. But my mum encouraged me. I got out of the hospital on Thursday. The school found my result on Friday at 9pm, 2 days to my graduation. I graduated in June 2016! I have been told that there is no cure for my condition and I would have to take drugs for 15 years. But I thank God for my life. 

There were so many times I thought I would die. I wanted to give up. That I made it through university is a testimony. Today, my parents call me Miracle. It is only because of God.