Yesterday
I saw an ambulance car and heard the sound of the siren... I felt like a light
flashed in my head and remind me of that day, which changed my life. It has been
a year since that incident, but indeed I still feel the same feeling whenever I
hear or see an ambulance car in the street. It was a regular Friday, my
dad was preparing himself to go to the mosque to attend the Friday sermon, he
went to take a shower and when he finished he felt dizzy and tired. I was with
my sister in the salon and we were planning to do some shopping after we
finish, when my brother called us saying that dad is not feeling good and that
he has a high blood pressure. We went home and we talked with him and tried to
convince him that he need to go to the hospital, but he was stubborn and
refused to listen to us. After couple of hours he felt that he cannot move his
right leg and even his hand, we called the Civil Defense asking them to
transfer him to the hospital, I stayed with my sister in the house then my
brother called us and said that dad has a DVT and that he should enter the intensive care
unit... This incident was a turning point in my life and since it happened many
things have changed, the truth is that I will always recall it and
will feel that I am heartbroken… Thanks God for every thing.
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