lundi 13 août 2012

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  Coming in the chamber number two to see if I have a new patient to examine, because as usual in this stage of our training in the hospital we need to prepare what we call medical observation, well my new patient was an old lady in her fifties, I said: “Salam, how you doing today”, she answered: “well good, I thank Allah”, then I started my interrogation: the ID “what’s your name madam? How old are you? Where are you from? What do you do? Do you have kids?” well she answered my entire questions except the one has to do with kids, she said “I have my brothers’ kids, my neighbor’s kids” and she laughed, “No, I mean your kids madam”, with a big smile “I’m not married, sweety”.

  She was smiling all the time and making jokes; in fact she’s funny, but she has this strange look ... And behind her jokes and that smiling face there was a sad woman, is it because she didn’t have the chance to experience the feeling of being a wife , a mother…or is it because she ended alone……?




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