I blink my eyes as light shifts infront of my closed lids. Slowly my eyes adjust.
What day is it? Where am I?
I try to look around, to see. Im in a bed. Not my bed, but a bed. A hospital bed.
I shit my eyes left and right.
I see a figure leaning over next to me.
I am so thirsty.
Water, I want water.
"Imraan, please give me water!", I clear my throat and barely scrape the words out. But he hears me, his head jerks up, a stunned look on his face.
"Baby! Baby! You awake! Baby!"
His crying, he rushes to the door, "She's awake!", he screams.
He rushes back, he is holding my hand. He is staring at me. Tears roll,down his cheeks.
"water!", I remind him.
He quickly pours me a glass. I try to lift myself up to drink it but I can't. The pain is excruciating. A nurse hurries in with ice chips in a bowl.
"here, have this, you must be thirsty.", she says to me as she begins checking my vitals.
Now that my mouth isn't so dry, I look at Imraan with a million questions burning in ny eyes and heart.
"the babies...?", I choke out.
A strange expression crosses Imraan's face, my heart freezes, my mind is screaming No!!!
No, no, no! No!!!
I couldn't lose them.
Imraan takes a deep breath.
It was so early, they had to operate. You were hemorrhaging. They in NICU Hi-care. Its to soon for them, its touch and go.
I sighed. That was okay...it was bad, but not so bad. There was hope. There is always hope. Allahu-Akbar!
"I want to see them!", I demanded.
"See your doctor first!", the nurse said,as she finished fussying around me.
"Oh, they are beautiful, baby. So small, tiny and so perfect.", Imraan said with tears in his eyes.
"One boy and one girl.", Imraan said.
Wow! I just wanted to see my babies, I wanted to hold them!
"They can't come out of the incubators, the risk of infection is too high.", the nurse interrupted again.
Imraan flashed her an angry look, "I would like some time with my wife, in private.", he said pointedly.
As the nurse sulked away, I looked at Imraan with worry and concern.
"Don't worry baby!", "Just make dua...", Imraan said, squeezing my hand.
Allah knows best.
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