I AM DIFFERENT

Mama's struggles and sickness

Days passed and vacations were over. Every family went back to their homes.

My family also was at our home.

My brother was far much ahead of me in studies since our age difference is around seven to eight years which I'm not really sure of.

He was a bright one and leading pupil in his class since I do vividly recall mama buying him presents which of course were not birthday gifts or occasional gifts. I was also somewhere good in my academic performance. There's no way I could be the dumbest in the house. How much of a lost sheep would I have been? Always complaining and dumb too? No way.

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One night when we were in slumber, I overheard mama walking to the washroom. I also needed to take the shortest call, so I followed thanking the heavens and stars that she was awake and would definitely save me from darkness and fear.

Not knowing I was in the track of losing her.

Not confused about anything but all good for having her all time all day and night too.

'Ma' I'm pressed!! ' I exclaimed but I heard no response

Deep down I knew she was just playing her stay long games with me but no, not at this time of the hour. It was past midnight and the ability and oomph to play would be only under toxifying.

I pushed the door only to find her seated on the cold floor helplessly trying to throw up.

I was scared and all paranoid. This made me shake her hopelessly asking her what was going on with her. She was hot. I mean her temperature was super high

'bro! Come see mama, our mum is sick! She's hot bro, come see mama! '

He woke up tensed and rushed to my direction. He saw what I was seeing.

He was stronger and brave to open the door and rush to our neighbors and ask for help .

I was left crying.

Just look at the sad me trying to imaginary heal mama but my faith was weak I had it in mind that I was losing her.

Neighbors came in escorting my brother to my direction. A young woman made phone calls and a car came over to pick mama. It was around 0400am I wanted to escort mama to the hospital but they couldn't allow me. My brother neither.

The morning came I had tears all over my face my head was blowing. Our house was empty with no mama I was small with small emotions what about my brother??? Maybe his heart was breaking into pieces.

I know he was worried for the both of us now I can imagine how hard it was for him.

Reports came home that mama was okay and she was diagnosed with diabetes but she would definitely be released as soon as the medicines works.

Hearing she would be released, I was hopeful to be around her love and affection again and forever.

It was about 48hrs and she wasn't back home yet. Neighbors brought us food and toys to play but they couldn't break the permanent monotony in our feelings. I asked one of them if she could at least take me to the hospital to check up on the love of my life but she said it was f*******n. I begged without my brother knowing and she accepted.

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She drove down the lonely road to the hospital and arrived safe.

when we were at the corridor of the ward which mama was admitted it was written in bold that 'NO CHILDREN ALLOWED'

She asked me to peep from that angle and yeeey I could see my mama!!

I was happy and excited to see her again I craved her scent and hugs although I knew I Wouldn't get either at the moment.

But looking keenly she did not seem well. She seemed to be trying to reach out for something or someone but I don't know.

She was not okay at all.

I'd never seen such.

I felt disappointed . Why did I even insist on coming to see her like that? Why!

We drove back home without uttering a word to mama. We had those sleepless nights we were used to having.

Bro played no more PS games I didn't go out playing with the kids. No school for both of us.

I was always afraid of showers if mama doesn't yell I wouldn't shower.

She was at the hospital she couldn't yell for her life neither alerting me to shower.

I skipped showers, meals, school, play and moments with mama.

It was almost four days and mama was not yet home.

At least grandma came to our side. The rest of the good people went to check up on mama then back to their businesses.

Grandma would ensure we eat something and shower.

I'm already getting comfortable with grandma and mum is in the hospital.

Bro was always silent you couldn't know his next move. You couldn't know if he was giving up or gaining strength

A week is gone. No mama the news just the same that she's doing well. But if she really was, she would be home already.