ðEPISODE 02: Confusion and despair
ð§ series when I had a brain disease ð§ .
EPISODE 02: Confusion and despair
...The loud siren and the red-orange lights that come with the sound of the rush-driven engine, it is understood that when you see this signal, there will be an emergency, no serious illness, there will be a serious accident.
Now this signal is ringing in my village. The noise is approaching my front area. At that time, an emergency vehicle was coming to my house urgently.
"How many hours have the symptoms been," said the emergency worker, asking my wife to assess what happened, to prepare the right equipment.
"From what I know until now, it's been about eight hours," said the voice of my wife, who replied with concern and anxiety (at that time we were slightly blamed by the emergency authorities for deciding to call late, which we understood to them because they were worried we didn't want to get any harder), and then they put me on the crib to take the emergency bus to the hospital.
ð then an emergency vehicle with a siren signal started moving out of the village to the provincial hospital downtown, and now I'm in the car with a medical device line on first aid.
While the car was going to my destination, I looked through the mirror, and on the road, there was a disturbance of cars on the road, because everyone was struggling in their lives, probably going to work, taking their children to school, earning money to support my family, but inside my mind now there was nothing left, and there were questions of doubt in my head about why I was going through this.
ð, although I'm not a good person, I'm not a bad person, I'm just a normal human being, so many things in my life, the struggle to survive, the pain, the suffering I've experienced, aren't enough?
I don't have the strength to walk and fight anymore, or is this the karma of the sins we may have committed in the past, but in my heart I was confused and opposed, and in my heart I believed that in everything I had made a mistake, the Creator of the Universe always recognized that it wasn't from me doing bad things when it happened and asking forgiveness, repentance, learning to improve, starting over.
ð I'm just an ordinary human being, and I believe there are many people who intend to do bad evil things in this world. If that group of people suffer so badly, that's right. But in the end, I became a must. It's not right!! (This is not good. Don't take an example.)
ð then the emergency vehicle sent me safely to my destination...
ð Note: At the time, my spiritual beliefs that came from my religious spiritual beliefs led me to have a very deep belief that every illness came from sin, especially serious illness, only because of sin, and many things that made him believe that.
ðĪ, as I believed, I learned that when we were sick, when we were sick, it aggravated us, and now that I'm writing, my spiritual beliefs have changed, which makes me happier and happier, mentally and physically.
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# When I have a brain disease # Article
# Story # Life experience # Just think and write# Broken cerebral veins # Short story # Life philosophy
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