The Risky Operation

I sat on my desk in the hospital. I waited and waited till the patient came. I went to the receptionist. Suddenly I heard an ambulance coming.
''There's a little girl who's very ill. Her mom called for an appointment. She needs to do an operation,'' announced the receptionist. I went back to my room number and waited. The receptionist came and gave me the envelope and told me to sign the juvenile's mom's name so I did.

Ten minutes later the door fell open and the nurse and attendant came in.
''Dr. Al Safi, the little girl and her mom just arrived now for their appointment with you. If you could just wait here for ten minutes,'' the nurse declared.
I waited and waited. Finally, a little girl about 4 or 5 years old and her mom came in.
''Hi Dr. Al Safi, look my little girl needs to do an operation. She's having a hindrance with her heart. If you could just check her pulse rate,'' the mom said.
''Attendant, please give me the stethscope,'' I said. The attendant obeiditely went and got the stethscope.
''Here you go doctor,'' the attendant said giving me the stethscope. I thanked her.

I scrutinized the pulse rate of the girl's heart then I examined her anatomy.
''She should eat more and do exercises everyday. She needs vigour,'' I said worriedly.
''She really needs to eat healthy food, you should stop your daughter from eating junk food because it's really bad for her heart,'' I explained.
I told the attendant to go and get the therometer. I checked the girl's temperature. She was hot. I tried touching her forehead. She was having an influenza and had trouble breathing.
''This juvenile needs plenty of sleep now, let's just take a break and let her rest,'' the nurse said.
''She's been up all night playing computer games that's why she's been getting those headaches,'' the mom said shaking her head.

During the operation, as the surgeon was working, I went to the kitchen and got something to eat. It was chicken, potatoes and turnip, my favourite food that I used to eat every week for dinner. I drank water with it.

The next ten minutes, we were back to work. The little girl's eyes were still tightly shut. I scrutinized her eyes. They were fine. I checked the pulse rate of the girl's heart. It was beating again. She was alive! Then slowly she began to open her eyes. She started crying.
''Mommy, Mommy, I'm scared, I hate hospitals so much,'' she whined.
''Don't worry honey, everything will be fine as soon as they check up on you,'' the mom replied.
That made the child happy. We finally solved all the problems she was having. Slowly she was starting to feel better.
''Well  thank you very much,'' the mom said happily.
''You're welcome. I'm afraid your daughter can't walk for a week. She really needs to have some rest after this operation. Attendant, can you please go and fetch a wheelchair for this girl,'' I said.
''Come on little girl, get into this wheelchair,'' the nurse said. The little girl climbed onto the wheelchair.
''Thank you doctor,'' she said politely. I smiled.
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