22/02/2018
My heart is pumping as I wait in the corridors of the hospital. I can't think of anything but my sister who is attended by 7 doctors. I potty her I feel sorry for her as nothing seems real, its like we are dreaming everything in slow motion. How can one suffer like this how can, a young soul be tortured like this? I feel sad when I think of how much beauty she carries, I feel sad coz her life is about to get real. But yet she must fight this devil that is trying to devour her. God if hearvens where are you? I snapped out of my thoughts when Mom covered my shoulders with my jacket.
Her: she will get better my baby, you your sister is a fighter.("she said with a trembling voice and blood shot eyes")
Me: I don't know mom but it's been long mom, I can't stand this anymore...("sobbing on her arms that covered me")
Her: Baby lets go to the hospital prayer room and pray for God to take control.
Me: mom no we can't do that, if we do that God will take her. Let us go in the prayer room and insult God for giving her nothing but pain and you will see he will let her live longer because we do not want to repent.("My mother slapped both my chicks")
Mom: Do not ever speak like that of our creater, I know how many years I asked God to borrow me your sister for her to see a little bit of life so now is her time to depart and I am telling you boy to go and pray for your sister's soul to be delivered and accepted by God our creater, you choose to talk such nonsense. Do not be pessimism with me young man, I won't take that from you.
Me: Wow mother! Wow! So now you are God you decide when should one die and for how long they liv...?("she slapped me harder thus time and I could see a tear escape my eye")
Mom: Boy shut up if you do not have anything to say that is useful!
Me: I will not Let you kill her, you not her God and you did not give life to her. If I could say breath air to her you would fail! Because you can't give life. Mother you of all people know how much she pray for her healing because she need to see more to life. I am sorry mother but nobody is switching that life support machine.("I said that taking a vase that was nearby and hit the back of her head. She collapsed and since we were in a corridor bench nobody saw me. I screed for help and said she had collapsed.")
I'd do anything for my sister to live and I knew very well with my family too scared to come and watch her life being taken. I am the main next of kin to sign the consent form. And me delaying means buying time for her to live, while I come up with another plan to rescue her.
I know sisqhebhezana kodwa atleast I have highlighted what's ahead , masibone ufuture mfundisi playing it dirty to save her sister...Sorry for neglecting you but you know I have other commitments...love you lots