CHAPTER24

Ghezlan:  j-jawa lazm trou7in ma3a eldoctor...

Jawa: ok, shfech sh9ayr?

I said but 2 nurses inturropted our conversation.. the came toward my bed, disconnected some wires and started pushing me! Ghezlan walked near my bed while explaining while leaving abdulla in the room:::

Ghezlan: jawa sm3ay la t7aten mara7 yswun shay bas check ups 3alla your heart ..la t7aten w etha khl9na awdech slider ::::

Jawa: Kak 3ad 7de mshtheta:(:::

The nurse: mom you cant go inside, you can wait here!

Ghezlan: ok, JAWA LA T7ATEN


She screamed before they got me into the room ,, honestly? Im not scared..at all. Im depressed! Yes I can smile  I can laugh but im depressed! And not just now! Its been a while.. first of all bader.. now? My heart! And I mean it my heart! I have problems with my heart.. MY HEART IS NOT WORKING!!can you get it? And the doctors are waitng a healthy hearted person to die, so I can take ait:) great. Just great.

My thoughts are slowly fading, when I realised that some devise covering my mouth , they are druging me so I dont feel the pain.. huh too late :p!   I dont get it anyway... they are doing some check ups , laish mukhder?...

That the last question which was spinning in my mind before I loose control.. before I go to some kind of sleep where I loose my feelings.



I opened my eyes... I feel I feel mmm actually im not feeling anything! Its like im still druged, i can see figures  around me but I can't define their identities,  the vision is getting clearer.. the pain is getting more stronger ...

Mom
Dad
Khaled
Ghezlan
Sloom
Abdulla
Anwar *abdulla sister*
BADER
dalia
Awrad
Fara7
Meshari
Hamad
My other aunts and uncles...

All of them where here.. happy to see me opening my eyes.. that made me Me feel happy special and important. . And that I have great people that I should hold on into...

As the veiw got clearer, I saw their expressions on their faces,  faces, it held happines faith...like their prayers has been answered, god I am the  luckiest person alive...aafter seeing their faces around my bed waiting for me to speak? I had to smile even though all the pain I feel running in my blood...

A weak smile formed, and I can see how relief specialy my mom was!

Mom: al7mdlah!, jawa shlounch? Sht7sen fe?

I had a hard time speaking...
                 
Jawa: mmm zaina bs fe shy uh shwy y3wr



Mom: yuma bnaytii sh3wrch!!        

Abdulla: khalty la tkhafen hatha shay 6be3e! Mn elbanj l2na twa yrou7 mf3ula...
                                 
Jawa: eee ymkn.. asasn laish banj yuma? Ehwa y3ne bas check ups laish elbanj ?

They all looked at each other.. like they can speak without me hearing their conversation

Dad: ....