||*REHAN*||
"How are you feeling, mum?" I asked, after feeding her, and I put the food tray on the floor beside the bed.
"A little light headed, I think the medicine is kicking in again." She answered in a weak voice, and I leaned over her face, to wipe the bead of sweat forming on her forehead.
"You should sleep then, I'll be here when you wake up." I told her with a smile, and a kiss on her cheek.
"Rehan, when will I be discharged?" I knew she would eventually ask. It's two weeks since she was admitted here and she woke up a few times this week, compared to last week. She mostly wakes up when she's hungry and goes right back to sleep.
We've never really had any serious conversations, because of the doctor's warning to do or say anything to alarm her. Yet it doesn't stop my heart
