Was rolling in the sky like an acrobat as the truck knocked me off my feet. I was conscious yet unconscious, I could hear the screams and the insults the pedestrians murdered unto the truck driver. It, surely, was not a good day to die. What an imagination? A glimpse of what could be but is not. Reality check! I am stuck between two vehicles a dark- brown truck and a velvet saloon car. I came to my senses when the cars' horns promised to break my tympanic membrane. Honestly, I knew where I was going but I was lost in thought and lost in reality. I had a simple task but that turned into an ordeal.
Fast forward
Yeah, I found the place that I should be. In a ward, beautifully decorated yet overcrowded. They say that to the untrained eye, every nook and cranny of the hospital seem the same. Thus it was not surprising when I was frantically exploring the place like a new born experiencing an orienting reflex.
And the story about a story begun in that ward.
She came in with a rare assortment of diseases.
Edith was an eighty year old woman who was diagnosed with leukaemia at a young age of ten. How she managed to survived throughout those years without transplant is a whole story all together. She had also been diagnosed with hypertension… chronic kidney failure and congestive heart disease. All indicators showed that she was going to die soon and fast. She was rushed to the hospital when she was run over by a motorcycle. She was into hypovolemic shock after losing so much blood. Probably the worst case the docs in the ER had faced in years.
She entered into a coma.
If you have ever wondered as to what ravages through a vegetable’s mind, then here is the catch.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Still smiling in the dream world…
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