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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