I was rushed to the hospital in an emergency vehicle, I could feel it when the nurse pinched me multiple times, I could hear mum scream my name so loud like it's all over for me. I wished I could give her a response but deep down inside of me there is no means to respond. I tried to tell the nurse not to pinch me anymore but she couldn't understand. It's painful for me! It's painful for me! I thought my voice was heard. I could feel her checking my pulses and trying to pump my chest. Maybe I would regain consciousness.
Mum was so sad 😞. She was with me right from the time I fainted and how much she tried to help me to recover through her first aid. She started talking to me, my ears just there for hearing sounds alone and my eyes were widely opened.
"How do you want her to feel?. What do you want her family to say?" Even though I couldn't hear much. I heard these words repeatedly. I don't know where the energy came from, but I held Mum's hand and said "Hell… Help... Help me tell her… I love her" I said this and went off again. At this time mum shouted NOOOO!!!!. You can't leave me alone! She shook my body so hard and wept more.
After getting to the hospital, I could feel my breath again but still unconscious, I was given oxygen support and put on a drip. The nurses won't allow anyone in till visitation time.
I remembered how mum cried so hard and I could feel the pain she was going through. Our wedding ceremony was to be held in two weeks. My wife and her family aren't aware of the situation on the ground, they felt everything was fine and they kept on planning on how to go about the wedding party. I was admitted to the hospital on a Monday morning and now we spent two days in the hospital. It wasn't easy!.
I gained some strength so quickly and was back to normal again, the nurses were so surprised to have seen me get back again. It was like a wonder. But deep inside of me I know I am not well yet. Something is going through me. I could feel the pain.
I requested for mum's presence in the ward where I was admitted. She was allowed in, she sat right beside my bed and held my hands, I could see her smile, I felt happiness flowing through her. I tried to speak but she stopped me not stressing myself. She said she understood everything. All she wants is for me to keep my strength and make sure I regain myself back in no time.
I waved my hands to call the attention of a nurse, and said: "can I see the doctor?" She replied "No problem"
I rested my head against the pillow, and turned to myself over to the left, to avoid the view of those nurses sitting right by my right side. All I could see were tears flowing down my face. I remembered Mum's words while we were in the ambulance "How do you want her to feel?"
Flashback to how we had a nice time together, the memories came so fast. I remember the day we went to the beach party. We were like Romeo and Juliet. We played in the soft sand and I remembered Jos I piggybacked her and ran around the shore. When she sat by my side and rested her head on my shoulder, we kept on smiling and talked a lot about life.
How about the picnic we had along on the mountain full of big trees, at times she would hold me tight and whisper to my ears saying "I am scared". Then I would tell her why would you be scared when you have me. We have nothing to lose. She would always love to see the smile on my face.
I remembered when we had our first kiss, it was like I never felt like that before. Her lips were soft and smooth, I could feel the love she had for me and her pure heart when she closed her eyes while my eyes were wide open 😂😂. Our date night at a VIP restaurant. And even when I made my first proposal to her.
Why is everything coming now?. I asked myself but I could find an answer. Not now!. Not now!. I said repeatedly as those tears continued dropping off my face.
The doctor had arrived. He asked the nurses to get my blood and run some tests. He was about to go when I held his hand back and nodded my head for him to bend his ears to my lips so he could hear me well. Then I said I am having some pains at the center of my heart. After saying this, I started breathing heavily again!. Immediately the doctor requested they rush me into the surgery unit where they could have some specialist check up on me.
I was given life support again. While rushing me out of the ward to the surgery unit. I saw mum and a lady beside her, could that be her?. What was she doing at the hospital? Who told her I was admitted?. I don't want her to meet me in this condition. I continued to ask myself.
They rushed after my sickbay but it was just for a few times, they were not allowed into the surgery unit. The surgeon in charge took an x-ray of my heart and could see there were several holes in my heart. I was diagnosed with ventricular septal defect (VSD) which had eventually lead to cancer. It was sad to even hear this and the amount to be paid is just out of hand. I was told I would have to leave the country for the surgery and we have just a few days left. Unless I might give up the ghost.
Two more days to the weekend. Then I asked the doctor to grant me a wish. I know I might not be able to make it after the surgery or even before. So I request to have some audience with my bae. She will be my wife in a week. But how about the timing? I told him to give me the weekend off so I can get out of the hospital and spend some time with her alone.
I was in a wheelchair while she pushed me to the rooftop of the hospital. She looked at my face and burst into tears. “You must survive this no matter what…”
I placed my hands on her lips and told her to maintain silence. I was just trying to give her some hope to keep her happier. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer again. I told her "would you continue to love me even in the afterlife? She couldn't reply to me.
I reminded her of the old memories we had together and promised her she would have more if she believed.
I know my days are numbered and I have to face it heads on. It looked like we had the best of time together again. The weekend was over. And I thought I might never have to see her again.
This is a FICTIONAL STORY. And has nothing to do with my real-life affairs
This is my entry to the BAE contest on hive by @galenkp
I am happy this is fiction. The story is good.
Thanks so much for reading.