If
only they could hear her scream, “Help me!
The
chaos all around her was loud yet quiet
Her
loved ones kept screaming at the doctors
The
doctors kept whispering to the nurses
The
nurses continued to shake their heads and this seemed to annoy her loved ones
The
feel of her husband’s tears dripping on her dry cheek made her long for the
life that was gradually slipping away
She
was fighting for her life
Her
breath was seizing
The
silence was getting even quieter
The
calmness was sweet yet wrong
Her
eyes were still wide open
She
could see it all
She
could smell the pungent smell of the hospital
The
bright lights stung her eyes
And
the white tiles made her feel strange
The
nurses seemed upset now
They
were pointing at a door
The
sign on the door read, “Cashier”
Why
were they pointing at that door?
Was
the Cashier going to be her Superhero?
Was
the Cashier her Sweet Doctor of Healing?
Was
the door a miracle door?
If
only they knew how close she was to the white light
The
hospital lights weren’t the only lights stinging her eyes
There
was a stronger source of light
Bright
but hazy
Her
strength was gradually slipping away
She
tried to say something but the words won’t form
Her
lips trembled but still, “no words”
Her
husband squeezed her right hand and muttered something in pain
She
could feel the pain in his brown eyes pierce her heart like a sword
Oh
she loved this man!
She
truly loved him
And
she cherished their fruit
The
little being in her round belly
Her
mother ran towards that door and came out shortly in frustration
She
could see the sorrow in her mother’s eyes
The
nurses had stopped pointing
The
doctors were nowhere to be found
Something
seemed wrong
The
nurses slowly left her side in turns
Her
husband was now crying like a helpless child
He
was dramatically tearing his shirt and running around
He
was enraged and she wondered why
The
light in her eyes were now blinding her
But
mysteriously she could see nothingness
She
could no longer see anyone
No
loved one
No
door
No
tiles
No
nurses
No
doctors
Nothing
Strangely
but amazingly her breath was nonexistent
And
then she felt like she was falling
And
her eyes opened again
But
this time around she could move
So
she rolled off the stretcher
But
she felt no pain on hitting the ground
She
looked around and saw her mother holding a pink bag with money in it
As
her husband threw the notes at the nurses in frustration
His
eyes were red and he cried bitterly
He
suddenly ran out of the hospital
And
she ran after him
The
doors hit her but she felt nothing
It
was like she was floating
He
fell on his knees and wept hard
She
stooped to comfort him but couldn’t
She
couldn’t hold him
Her
hands went through his sorrowed being
Then
the truth hit her hard
She
was no more
By Sylvia Chika
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