The guy [who confessed] was overcome by frustration, hopelessness, sadness and non-existent self-esteem. The problem he had was quite unusual or perhaps very usual, but it deflated him. He found out overnight for some strange reason and maybe exacerbated by diabetes that he was impotent, yes impotent. In his own eyes, he was no longer a man. A few women who had fancied him quickly gave him up when he failed them with non-performance at a time when his stature, muscles, looks and height, at face value, wildly suggested he was capable of gonad-watering performances.
The guy shyly sought help from the doctors. His was offered Viagra tablets, Aprostadil pellets, Cognitive Behaviour Therapy and a vacuum pump, all to get it up. The minimal and temporary successes of the medical prescriptions given to the guy did not create much hope of recovery. The sexual days were over for him at just age 39.
Through sheer serendipity, he walked into a shop selling exotic foodstuff and among other things saw some plastic bottles on the shelf containing dried plant roots and casually labelled “Mokole”. Out of curiosity, he inquired about the product and the guy was given what he would generally describe as an “if-it-is-too-good-to-be-true-then-it-is” lecture on Mokole by the male shopkeeper. It was a product if used gets rid of excess body sugar and cleanses the lower alimentary canal, both implicated as the leading causes of impotence, within the paradigm of traditional medicine. The guy bought the Mokole since he had nothing to lose by using the product. Mokole had three constituents “Agbo Jedi Jedi” for haemorrhoids, “Agbo Opayin” for backache and “Agbo Apagun” for artillery.
An Internet search revealed that the use of roots was widespread in Lagos, Nigeria and did what the shopkeeper said it would do. It was even written about in a peer-reviewed medical journal  which was reassuring. The instructions were easy to follow; pour gin into the roots in the plastic bottle and wait three days for it to self-brew. The guy then took two double shots of the concoction for five days and to test its efficacy he went back to an old flame.
The results were at worst volcanic! It need not be more graphic than that; his potency was fully restored and some. For the guy, it was one nano-victory of African traditional medicine over Western medicine. Now convinced in the efficacy of African herbs, the guy is currently looking for a root or concoction that will improve his intelligence. It is doubtful if he would find it on the market or anywhere else, but you never know with these things.
- Oreagba I A, Oshikoya K A, Amachree M (2011), Herbal medicine use among urban residents in Lagos, Nigeria. BMC Complementary and Alternative Medicine