VITAL SIGNS

THE LOST COIN  Grandpa has been sick, my mum has been worried and getting worked up that I begin to fear for her health, she is a known hypertensive patient. Damola where are you , get me the car keys.  Yes mummy, on my way. She had just finished preparing grandpa's favorite and was going to the hospital to give it to him. Help me greet grandpa o, tell him am going to visit after my exams. Ok darling mummy replied. She drove off while I looked on, the memories came flooding,  when grandpa was still agile, while visiting us, he loved to tell us stories of the wars he fought( grandpa is a retired military man) and showed us the different medals and coins of the different feats. Grandpa would teach us local songs, folklores. How I miss those moments. I was writing my second semester exams, I am a third year student of physiotherapy in one of Nigeria's federal university.         A week later I had finished my exams, free free free. I was in the kitchen with my mum as we prepar