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PreviouslyNow my life has been normal, and I loved every moment of it until one day everything suddenly changed……*Flashback*It was summer time and my sisters still had their college courses going on. I just woke up it was 10:30am ’3asalt, 9alait il…

Monwa is my name. I am a very typical Kuwaiti girl, with a typical lifestyle. I attend a private school, my dad owns a business, kila 3azayim with my mom, Geneva every summer, and the consistent shopping on a daily bases. I’m the youngest of three girl…

I can’t believe what I’m hearing!!
I feel as though i’m in a bad movie or something..
Is this happening for real?!!!!!

Ok, so I had this doctor’s appointment for a follow check-up, something totally not serious, but X insisted to tag along.

Nothing could have prepared us for what the doctor said….

As we take our seats infront of his desk, the doctor leans back in his chair while reading my file. He nods his head a couple of times, then puts the file down, and looks at us intently and starts to say:

“We discovered a small lump…..

HUH?!!
What LUMP??!!!

And as though reciting a speech, he continues: …. blah blah blah ABNORMAL blah blah blah NOT SURE blah blah blah NEED MORE TESTS blah blah blah blah MINOR OPERATION blah blah blah EXTRACT A SAMPLE blah blah blah LAB blah blah blah IMMEDIATELY blah blah blah DON’T WORRY“

And just like that, the doctor ended his speech!

Dumpfounded, I don’t know what to do, so I just smile at him incredulously. But the doctor is already bent over to schedule the procedure in my chart, so I turn to look around the room, and the nurse is looking at me with the most sympathatic eyes…

I finally glance at X, and my heart just breaks into tiny little pieces..

His face has frozen, his eyes wide open.. I can see him shaking all over.. And he’s not even looking at me, he’s just staring straight ahead..

He is falling apart, 7abeeeeebi..

I reach out and hold his hand in mine

“Every thing will be Ok,” I whisper.
“Tafa2alo bl khair tajidooh“

I walk up Oxford street with a heavy heart, a red nose, and freezing fingers.

The heavy heart because of an argument I just had with X, the red nose because of the chilly wind slapping my face, the freezing fingers because I left in such a hurry to escape the situation that I forgot my gloves.

I reach Selfridges, push open the door and enter seeking warmth, and some retail therapy.

Lugging my coat on my arm, I try to get all excited about the shopping but I can’t seem to sum it up!
Something purple catches my eye, I go over and pick it up. Mmmm that looks nice. But I simply put it back again. What’s wrong with me? .. ‘Hey, go try it on‘, I tell myself, ‘It’s a great piece!’. But myself malha khelg. I drag my feet around and finally go sit in a corner. Let’s face it : I’m SAD!

How dare he snaps at me like that? I did NOTHING to provoke him, so when he shouted at me for no reason I was dumbfounded. I actually remember taking a few steps back while staring at him with utter shock. Then I turned my back and walked away. Moments later I heard the door slams shut. He simply left!!

I bury my head in my hands. I feel so alone and suffocated. I suddenly pick up my coat and hurry outside. I need some fresh air. I need some icy breeze to cool my aching heart.

Once outside, I walk to a quiet street and lean against the wall. Who is the one person who can make me feel better no matter how sad I am? Who is that one that always manages to show me the good side of any bad situation? .. I reach for my mobile and starts dialing Mom’s number. But before I insert the last digit I hang up. No. I can’t call her. How selfish of me to get her all worried while she’s miles away.

I close my eyes for a bit, what to do ya Glitter what to do?

I reach for my mobile again. But this time I type in a msg. I pause abit to think of what to write, but my heart took over, words tumbling over, and I resume tabbing those letters as fast as I can. I press send and hold the mobile tightly to my heart waiting for a reply while I stare up at the cloudy skies.

Moments later,
Beep Beep
the sound of an incoming msg.

I take a deep breath and opens it.
My eyes go over the words so quickly and I smile.

I re-read it again, and again..
and with each time my smile grows bigger and bigger..

Ok now,
I’d better get back to Selfridges and buy me that purple dress :-)