This Music...
It was a sudden move that morning when mummy called me to see the way daddy was walking. Sincerely speaking, I didn't notice any strange movement even my dad thought she was just being too inquisitive but mummy held on. So, from her room we walked through the aisle to the living room and then it happened! My daddy slumped, thank God we followed him, we ran towards him and pulled him, lay him on the couch.
Still in shock, Mummy called the nurse in my area who is also a family friend and we did the necessary. That was the beginning of the 7year Journey. He wasn't a man that falls sick, he hardly does so you can imagine how we all felt seeing him weak, immobile for so long and how it also affected him being a man of Action! His blood pressure didn't rise at all and so we felt by the next day daddy will bounce back, So we thought. The nextday, he tried moving normally and mummy decided to close her shop and follow him to work. My mother is just one woman who went all the way for her Husband. She followed him to work all the way from Ota to Yaba everyday, He was a Chief Examiner with Waec so you know this wasn't good for the job.
He loves his Job so much, this made him an advocate of seriousness and adequate concentration especially when it deals with academics. He wasn't the silver-spoon boy, infact he went to school all by himself because he just had the understanding that he cannot be like his parent and most especially he wanted his mother to be proud of him. He achieved his stuff and made us proud but here we are right now, battling for his soul and body. Again, he fell ill and this time around, he was admitted. I went to the hospital to see him and i didn't like the look on his face at all. He gave me the look of,'My dear, what am i doing here?'. Exactly, i did ask myself too, what is daddy doing here?
Mummy and her siblings moved from pillar to post and we{children} were praying that all will be well. At last, he was discharged and we gave him a welcome treat. My younger brother who has got the gift to draw, drew daddy and immediately he came in, we all celebrated and presented it to him. He smiled and tears dropped down his face. We hugged and welcomed him back home.
We didn't know that The Music was just about getting LOUDER.
It was a sudden move that morning when mummy called me to see the way daddy was walking. Sincerely speaking, I didn't notice any strange movement even my dad thought she was just being too inquisitive but mummy held on. So, from her room we walked through the aisle to the living room and then it happened! My daddy slumped, thank God we followed him, we ran towards him and pulled him, lay him on the couch.
Still in shock, Mummy called the nurse in my area who is also a family friend and we did the necessary. That was the beginning of the 7year Journey. He wasn't a man that falls sick, he hardly does so you can imagine how we all felt seeing him weak, immobile for so long and how it also affected him being a man of Action! His blood pressure didn't rise at all and so we felt by the next day daddy will bounce back, So we thought. The nextday, he tried moving normally and mummy decided to close her shop and follow him to work. My mother is just one woman who went all the way for her Husband. She followed him to work all the way from Ota to Yaba everyday, He was a Chief Examiner with Waec so you know this wasn't good for the job.
He loves his Job so much, this made him an advocate of seriousness and adequate concentration especially when it deals with academics. He wasn't the silver-spoon boy, infact he went to school all by himself because he just had the understanding that he cannot be like his parent and most especially he wanted his mother to be proud of him. He achieved his stuff and made us proud but here we are right now, battling for his soul and body. Again, he fell ill and this time around, he was admitted. I went to the hospital to see him and i didn't like the look on his face at all. He gave me the look of,'My dear, what am i doing here?'. Exactly, i did ask myself too, what is daddy doing here?
Mummy and her siblings moved from pillar to post and we{children} were praying that all will be well. At last, he was discharged and we gave him a welcome treat. My younger brother who has got the gift to draw, drew daddy and immediately he came in, we all celebrated and presented it to him. He smiled and tears dropped down his face. We hugged and welcomed him back home.
We didn't know that The Music was just about getting LOUDER.
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