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Verge of Death

The bedroom was filled with the heat of my restlessness. The room was dark; windows were closed so tightly, that not enough fresh air could pass in, even by delusion. I felt the rush of emergency in the room. Struggling to open my eyes, seeing through the heavy air around, I saw my mom’s face wondering and fostering to comfort me.

It was quite a relishing sight early in the morning. Struggling to breathe, I held her hand and asked her to take me home. Unfortunately, I got an improper reaction. Fighting against it, I adieu her. She left the room with tautness on her face.

Recollecting the stages of my illness, I fell asleep in no time. May be I went unconscious due to fatigue!!

Waking with the urge to throw up, I ran to the bathroom with my fragile steps.  The journey from my bed to the bathroom seemed electric. I could feel the death steps through each of my hurl. Holding to the nearby things, I just fell on the floor with blood spilled all over the floor and sink. My agonising pain alarmed my hubby through the walls and the floor. He came rushing towards me. It went hell on wheels for me to get over from it.

All the way through, I was just wavering from the fatality to life. I was torn apart due to my illness. The blood that was left in my food pipe, tongue could be felt with each and every inhale and retract.

I was rushed to the hospital for a blood test. I could hardly feel the reality; all the vehicles were moving in slow motion for me, with very low volume. I was floating in the air, with no active locomotive moments. It felt, as if I was losing the connection with the reality. I was travelling to a different world altogether, the light was too bright for me to open my eyes fully.

I was made to sit to draw blood for the test; though I could hardly see the pathologist, I could hear her trained words, which was trying to distract me from the needle prick. I wanted to make her aware that, I was way too ahead to be distracted, so that she can easily draw blood ; which I didn’t succeed in, unfortunately!

to be continued…

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2 thoughts on “Verge of Death

  1. Pingback: Verge of Death… | View From The Third Eye

  2. Sanjeevani Patil on said:

    That really a good article!

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