When we do not have health problems, we start to look from another perspective of life. While we live as if we will not have any health problems and are in constant rush in the daily rush, we suddenly experience a momentary health problem and stop the flowing time. The master of pain causes us to run to the nearest health facility like a duckling who misses water and the adventure begins.
While our body, which we consider as a terminator, is subjected to examinations, tests and deep analysis, we remember again that we actually challenge the world with a mass of flesh. We are startled for a moment by the doctor’s pulseless voice. However, that voice is actually neutral and neutral, the only purpose of that voice is to tell you the situation. Even if the situation is good or bad, if that voice says he will host you in the hospital, it is time for a pitstop. First, you go to the patient admission service and wait for the room to be said with excitement. This excitement is not ultra all-inclusive holiday room excitement, of course, horror… There is a bit of a curiosity about the appearance of the room in the horror… finally the room is ready, the elevator starts for a while as soon as you get on. It doesn’t matter on which floor the room is, then it doesn’t really pass. The endless elevator journey ends and after getting off the elevator with heavy steps, it is proceeded towards the room. The door opens, as if the door of heaven opens, peace fills you, if you cannot think rationally, you will feel as if this pitstop will reset you for another 500 years.
Happiness is enhanced if the room is beautiful, spacious and airy. Mini fridge and TV… dreams begin… I will fill the fridge with this TV show in the evening… really logic has resigned. Several quiet hours and the doctor came into the room. As a result of detailed information and then coded conversations with the doctor’s team, question marks increase… however, only your stomach ache. In the evening, the caregiver clicks on the door, leaves two magical boxes in the room, says the lower patient’s upper companion and quickly walks away. What is that? Boxes are opened with your buddy who comes with you… This heavy and thick plastic box with a few shaped eyes was eating. While there was dirt in the patient box with how many spoons of soup, a few forks of vegetables and yoghurt, the patient’s relative laughs dirtyly while opening the box. The patient’s relative’s menu is orange duck, tropical salad and cream caramel… But is that unfair? It is not because the patient needs to diet. The disease, the room, the doctors, everything is out of mind, and what this magic box will bring in the morning has been discussed between the patient and the patient’s relative.