On Saturday, 5 May, I felt pain in right side of my head. I told my parents to take me to a doctor for checkup. It was 8:30 am and naturally at that time no senior doctor was available. My father being concerned asked me to get ready so that he could take me to the emergency department of Ali Medical Centre for the immediate medical aid. As time passed, I felt weaker and weaker and could not a take step. My mother helped me get into car. When I reached Ali Medical the duty doctor treated me with an injection and asked my parents to shift me to the Shifa International Hospital.
When I opened my eyes I found a nurse standing on my left side while my mom was standing on the right. Soon I realised that I had a drip in my right arm. I was feeling irritated and wanted to get back to home as soon as possible, because the hospital environment was not attractive.
After sometime I was taken to the CT scan department, it was a strange experience for a child like me. After the test, the doctor shifted me to the High Dependency Unit (HDU) where I found another patient, an old lady, going through treatment.
I wanted to get back home but the doctor insisted that the little girl had to stay in the hospital for that night. During my stay in the hospital I fell from the bed and received a minor injure on the right side on my head. The next morning when the doctor came he took me to the X-ray department. I was scared and did not want my mom to leave me there alone.
From there I was taken to Intensive Care Unit (ICU) for full treatment. The place was very strange and isolated. There were various machines behind the bed and all male and female nurses were in blue uniform with some of them wearing mask on their faces to avoid germs. I wanted to get up from the bed and just run away.
I was told that in ICU nobody was allowed to stay with the patients, but I being a small child was given special treatment and my mom stayed with me for almost 24 hours.
Monday was a bit relaxed as I was in a room with my mom and dad with their love and care. I felt confident and strong in their presence. I was also happy that my father promised me that the next morning we would be going home and be with our family.
Finally, the doctor declared that I could go back home. That was a joyous moment in my life. I pray to Allah Almighty that all those who are suffering from various diseases should get better as soon as possible.
ALISHBA WAHEED
Islamabad
