But doctor tell me what was it? He kept asking this repeatedly. At last doctor said, “You had epileptic seizure.” He could not believe in what he heard. He had just fainted by acute pains he had when nurse removed vein flow. “But I had such experiences before. I lied down for half an hour, ate something and everything was fine. I didn’t even chew my tongue, cried, or yelled. Why are you naming it seizure and extending my hospitalization?” his questions were filled completely by surprise and frustration he is feeling right at this moment.
“ It would have been severe is you would have bitten your tongue. Seizures can be of various types. You had one and as you are telling you had few before.” Doctor calmly replied, with added determination to avoid this patient.
He thought of his childhood and youth, which were constrained by his weak body. Since last few days, he was feeling that he has passed those limits and he is really living. He cannot imagine next every day, moment of his life shaded by uncertainty of being weak, being dependent. He sighed and tears almost rolled down his eyes. It seems that he is like a helpless small tree in the road, waiting to die by a storm.
“but why you are so dull? You have to take medicines and rest. You will be fine” Doctor tried to bring him in good spirits.
“Huh, what is use of such life, doctor? I am always shaded by one or another fear. I hate such life.”
Doctor knew him for last 10 years. They know it is difficult to console him by any argument. He thought of tried something else.
“You must be thinking that how can you have epilepsy at this age and not since childhood. However, it can happen. I had my first seizure a month back, in this cabin. But I am fine now. You can be same. Come on! It is not the end.”
His face lit. He left room with hope to have bright tomorrow.
Doctor sat on the chair and sighed. Suddenly he thought about lie he had just used. He felt a tension in his legs. He stretched his legs or did they get stretched itself. He felt something revolving around or inside his head. He is viewing so many images and listening to so many voices in his head. He is just forgetting where he is, what is the time and what is happening with him. Sweat covered his face and a light kept appearing in front of his closed eyes…what is it?
“ It would have been severe is you would have bitten your tongue. Seizures can be of various types. You had one and as you are telling you had few before.” Doctor calmly replied, with added determination to avoid this patient.
He thought of his childhood and youth, which were constrained by his weak body. Since last few days, he was feeling that he has passed those limits and he is really living. He cannot imagine next every day, moment of his life shaded by uncertainty of being weak, being dependent. He sighed and tears almost rolled down his eyes. It seems that he is like a helpless small tree in the road, waiting to die by a storm.
“but why you are so dull? You have to take medicines and rest. You will be fine” Doctor tried to bring him in good spirits.
“Huh, what is use of such life, doctor? I am always shaded by one or another fear. I hate such life.”
Doctor knew him for last 10 years. They know it is difficult to console him by any argument. He thought of tried something else.
“You must be thinking that how can you have epilepsy at this age and not since childhood. However, it can happen. I had my first seizure a month back, in this cabin. But I am fine now. You can be same. Come on! It is not the end.”
His face lit. He left room with hope to have bright tomorrow.
Doctor sat on the chair and sighed. Suddenly he thought about lie he had just used. He felt a tension in his legs. He stretched his legs or did they get stretched itself. He felt something revolving around or inside his head. He is viewing so many images and listening to so many voices in his head. He is just forgetting where he is, what is the time and what is happening with him. Sweat covered his face and a light kept appearing in front of his closed eyes…what is it?
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