coffee conversations

Coffee with Ameena #4

If we were having coffee, I’d ask if you voted in the presidential election this past Saturday. I will tell you that I couldn’t vote because I made my voters card in a different state than the one I am living in. I will tell you how proud I am of the people in my grandma’s neighborhood, they showed up in their hundreds both old and young to cast their vote. I will ask you if the sharing of 200 Naira and 2 bars of soap by certain candidates during the campaign is bribery or simply election strategy.

I will tell you how disappointed I am in the top two presidential candidates, and deciding between them feels like choosing between a burning house and a raging tsunami. 

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that work has not been the best this past week, but we persevere still. I will tell you that laughter has been both my shield, my coping mechanism and my silver lining. I will also tell you how some patients are simply radiant bowls of sunshine while some others can be thorns in “you know where”. 

And as we sip our coffee, I’d tell you how I’ve had some of the best laughter all week with my patients, and that in itself, gives me the strength to push through the mental exhaustion.

If we were having coffee, I will tell you that as I sip this cup of black coffee, I am threading a thin line between health and sickness. I’m having symptoms of gastritis, and I know I shouldn’t take coffee because it worsens, and yet, here we are. I’d ask if you’ve ever indulged in something that you knew was bad for you… I am the poster girl for that..coffee.. Banana.. Milk.. You name it.

If we were having coffee, I’d ask if you also talk to animals too in the hope that they listen to you, because if not, then I might have more than a few screws loose. I’ll tell you how I’ve been scolding my grandma’s cats, raising my voice, shaking my fists and giving them the African mother’s side eye, all in the hope that they will stop fighting one another. They fight on a daily basis and have decorated their bodies with bruises. I’d ask if you can proffer any solution to this.

If we were having coffee, I’d thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to listen to me go on and on and on. I’d give you an extra tight hug, and hope you will be able to make time for us next week.

 If we were having coffee, what would you like to say? Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments below

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