At home I thought of how I would spend my time
in the hospital
of Cairo
I and the soldier
together arrived at the Hospital
of Psychiatry
"What did you do?"
"I did nothing," I answered.
A
nurse came and the doctor told her to lead me to my room. Later on, I knew I
was put in the department of non dangerous patients. The room was with two beds, one of them was
already occupied with a patient from the army. That one received me with due
respect and introduced him self to me. In the upcoming days he became of great
aid to acknowledge me with many things in the hospital. So I knew the name of the
doctor who had received me and the name of the General of the hospital. He also
made me know the names of the patients with us in the department and their
specific disorder.
Two days passed normally; I took my pills
regularly and I read some parts of the bible and accepted the new change. I was
still able to see my usual human faces on everything around me. Although they
never spoke I felt pleased with them. I convinced myself that they share me
their ideas by telepathy. In the third day at about 10 AM, while I was relaxing
on my bed, it happened all of a sudden that my fellow jumped in his bed and
shouted loudly, "Don't approach me! Keep away from me!" It was
something terrifying and surprising. After a while I restored the control and
stood watching him. He was imploring to some unseen figures or ghosts to keep
far from him. I looked in the direction he looked and I didn't see any thing.
The matter appeared as if seeing ghosts is something personal.
Soon the nurse accompanied with two
soldiers came and they managed to give him an injection. He came down and went
in sleep. That incident irritated me
then I became used to it. No doctor came to discuss my ideas or converse with
me. I started to see that the sweet on my body changed to pale green. I thought
that the Kundalini activity worked hard in cleansing my blood from the
chemicals of the medicine. However later I noticed that my fingers started to
suffer a tremble. So I wanted to complain it to my doctor G.Y. and asked the
nurse to lead me to him. But for my surprise she said,
"Doctor G.Y. in his annual
vacation."
"If so bring me another
doctor." I said.
"Why?" she asked.
"My fingers started to
tremble," I said. "I am sure this happened because of the
medicine."
She brought me a doctor and I asked him
to stop the pills. He said,
"You are the case of Doctor G.Y.
and no one can do anything to you."
"Should I wait till he returns from
his Vacation?" I asked.
"Yes," he answered. "Don't
worry; the medicine is good for you."
To be continued!
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