Monday, April 14, 2014

Hidden: The Sickness

Our days are becoming more miserable and stressful. The weather was awful for the last couple of days. One day it's hot and rainy, and cold and sunny the other. Some people in our group are getting sick due to the unpredictable weather changes. Most of the illnesses are not as serious as some. However, my friend Leah's disease is getting worse every day with different symptoms attacking every other day. We are nearby the middle of the jungle. She can't go back to find treatment in the hospital. Surely, the dirty condition in the wilderness offers no pain relief. Instead, it created infections that worsen to the point it's even painful to look at her face, which were full of puss. As none of us are medically experienced, our only hope was one of our companion Old Venus; a former doctor at the famous Kwell-Ditor Hospital. Without the resources that were available back in the city, all she could do was to use some of her knowledge on plants and their healing powers. The plants would relief the pain for no more than what seems to be an hour. After a couple of days and nights of switching leaves, Old Venus declares she'd no idea what this illness is and afraid that it might be uncurable. We encouraged Leah to stay strong and fight the evil disease; that she could win this battle; that she can't give up. But there's nothing we could do except pray; saying a prayer to our Heavenly Father for protection over everyone and Leah. Three days later, Leah had given up on her battle. 

We still pray everyday. But by now every one is losing some kind of physical, emotional and mental wellness. For me, my mental/emotional wellness is deteriorating. I can't comprehend what I see. Leah's dead two days ago, and I don't feel anything. I don't feel any pain and fear. She's my friend, and I love her. Sometimes, she's the only one that can understand my confusing life. Now I find myself sitting here waiting. Waiting for I-don't-know-what. Maybe for the interminable crisis to end? How despicable of me to avoid talking to Leah's parents. How they would feel losing their only daughter,that could only keep them going, now deceased— I can not know. I'm not even sure if they are in their right senses unlike me. The only thing my selfish little mind want is to leave this place alone. But all I wish is for someone to wake me up from this bad dream. 

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