Ana

Around 9 am today the doctor said "We should get her started on liquid diet"

-Ana! Would you like some juice?

-Yup Please

-Or Tea?

-Whatever...

-Get her a room...we´ll get her out after the hemodialisis is done

We where standing there...in the middle of the ICU...

Around 12:15 a.m. we got down to the ICU again to check on another patient...they where cleaning her up..."they´re getting her ready" i said to myself...but by the time we where done with our patient my supervisor was trying to show me something and when we turned our backs...we saw ana...totally wraped on a yellow blanket...with stickers wih her name...

She was old...but not that old...she had pretty eyes and her hair was dyed in a reddish brown...on monday she tryed to talk to my supervisor and i saw a young man holding her hand, touching her hair and talking to her...today she was finally stable after 10 or 12 days...she was going down to a room...but in just a few hours she was gone...i´ve heard and is like a fact that before people die actually there´s a point where you seem to be recovering...

As cliché as i may sound...actually i´m not gonna say anything i don´t have to explain...is just that i have never been surrounded by this kind of things...

By the time i was leaving the clinic a lot of people where there...this young doctor got up with me on the elevator "i came to visit a friend...his granny just died" he said to a nurse...

who was she? who else did she leave behind? did she had a chance to say goodbye? did she knew she was loved?? did someone told her that before she died?? did she got to tell someone anything she might have wanna say?

about nurses...well i´ll better talk about them another time...