I underwent a surgery. I was just getting out of anesthesia . My head was reeling and I was unable to answer questions nor find my voice. I was feeling dizzy , nauseated and sick. I went into a slumber for another couple of hours.
I was jolted out of my sleep by my husband. His upturned thumb suggested that I had successfully undergone my surgery. My mom was my next visitor. She sobbed uncontrollably. I remember faintly my other visitors. My son was conspicuous by his absence. He later told me that he was not permitted to meet me.
I woke up........after..... how many days?.... or was it hours?..... I was conscious. Wanted all my near and dear ones. Felt uncomfortable in the new environment. I could hear a voice. Probably the Doc. He was yelling at a patient for the scant cooperation.I decided there would be full cooperation from me. I again dozed.....to get up some time in the night. The ayahmma was indeed a fairy. I started calling her nightingale. She was always there when I wanted her, throughout the night. ......I opened my eyes to a new dawn.....The brightest morning ....I was alive and doing well!!!
My nightingale was at my bedside. She plaited my hair improving on my appearance.She forced me to drink a glass of milk. She reminded me of my dear mother whose absence I could feel. She helped me with a French bath and into fresh clothes. I felt touched by her sincerity. Her body language revealed kind eyes, helping hands, on her feet always and above all a kind heart. I was finally wheeled out of the ICU into a private room.
My husband was waiting for me. He helped me walk. Mom had sent piping hot food. Dad had brought it along. My sister helped me eat. My sons were at my beck and call. I then realized the importance of a family. I then thanked the Lord for giving me an excellent family who stood by my side at the time of my need. I also thanked the Lord for sending the nightingale without whose help I would have found it difficult to spend the dark night of my life.I also prayed to the almighty to send angels where ever required to help people sail through their difficult days.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
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