A young looking doctor, with dark hair, and green eyes walked into the room. His white coat tells me he is Doctor Aaron Asher. I cannot help but to think how Bobe would approve of this doctor, but he does not have a happy expression, it looks rather grim.
He looks at my chart, studying it for a long moment, and I actually find myself fearing whatever it was the doctor was about to tell me.
“You’re lucky to be alive.” Doctor Asher told me. “The impact could have killed you.”
I nodded, that much I knew, but I had survived, and I was lying in a hospital bed, waiting for the doctor the words that may change my life.
“I know.” I said softly. “But how bad is it?”
Mother pulled up a chair closer to my bed, and grabbed my hand, the one free of the I’v and gently squeezed it, as if she was trying to loan me some of her strength, but honestly I wasn’t sure she had any to prayer.
“The impact of the crash, caused your spine to fracture, you were injured at the T-4 level which means your hand and arm function is still intact, but from mid chest down, you are paralyzed.”
I nodded, while I secretly tried to wrap my mind about everything I had just learned. I understood what was being said on an academic level, but I did not know what it was going to mean for my life, but I did know that I could not allow myself to grieve over what I had lost, when I did not even know whether Nadia was going to be okay or not.
I couldn’t loose my best friend, my sister.
Babula don’t let this shake your Faith. G-d is still with you, even when you aren’t sure that he is there.
My Mother gently squeezed my hand, making sure that I knew she was there for me, doing her best to silently assure me everything was going to be okay, and I needed to believe that. I needed for Nadia to be okay, I was in no way ready to let my best friend go, we both were young and had our entire lives ahead of us.
“I want to see Nadia.” I said with a sigh, knowing the doctor had just told me it wasn’t possible right now.