Never thought I will write this post, atleast not so soon.
Called her up as usual like I do everyday. Obviously, I expected her to talk normally but she didnt even recognize my voice.
How serious her condition would it be, when a mother doesn't recognize her son's voice. That very moment I decided to visit her in person and I booked my tickets. Called up my dad and informed that I'm coming. As soon as I reached the city, my dad and his colleagues picked me up and took me to a hospital. My mom was lying there on a bed in an ICU. From that moment I dont even know what was happening. I had only one goal, bringing her out of this condition! I didnt even let my friends come because I wanted all of them to see my mom in a good condition. My dad and I struggled a lot but it was not at all painful, we didn't even feel frustrated.
Called her up as usual like I do everyday. Obviously, I expected her to talk normally but she didnt even recognize my voice.
How serious her condition would it be, when a mother doesn't recognize her son's voice. That very moment I decided to visit her in person and I booked my tickets. Called up my dad and informed that I'm coming. As soon as I reached the city, my dad and his colleagues picked me up and took me to a hospital. My mom was lying there on a bed in an ICU. From that moment I dont even know what was happening. I had only one goal, bringing her out of this condition! I didnt even let my friends come because I wanted all of them to see my mom in a good condition. My dad and I struggled a lot but it was not at all painful, we didn't even feel frustrated.
The dark side of the whole story is that I knew her condition from second day of admitting to hospital itself and that her condition is worsening. I had to keep this secret to myself. I had to keep all that pain within me. I smiled and told everyone that she will get well soon.
I lied even to my dad. I lied to my mom about her condition. It was tough, crying inside and acting normal outside. The sixth day, doctor asked if we would permit them to take an alternate solution (5% chance) to extend her life, but it will be painful for her. If not, she will pass away peacefully. My dad looked at me.
Yes, I agree its my mother. But what rights do I have to decide whether she should live or not? I'm just a 25 year old son.
I lied even to my dad. I lied to my mom about her condition. It was tough, crying inside and acting normal outside. The sixth day, doctor asked if we would permit them to take an alternate solution (5% chance) to extend her life, but it will be painful for her. If not, she will pass away peacefully. My dad looked at me.
Yes, I agree its my mother. But what rights do I have to decide whether she should live or not? I'm just a 25 year old son.
Then I started thinking like her and I told them not to make her suffer, let her go in peace. That was very painful than what I could take. I felt so guilty. I felt so ashamed. I was afraid.
2 days later she passed away. We are happy that she didn't suffer while leaving but we suffered a lot. I repent very much that I didn't spend much time with her, I went there to spend some time with her but she couldn't even speak. I'm so lonely without her and no one can fill that void in my life.
I miss her smile. I miss her sweet kiss.
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