'Should I unfasten my brassiere too? ', queried Yuani glancing at a willowy collen wearing a pink suit and a black hijab. 'Certainly, you have to', she responded standing in a forward head posture and holding an ECG report in her left hand.
The space was tiny that could accompany only a bed and a computer and nothing more. Reclining on her bed which was undyed and monotonously soft, Yuani peered aloft and perceived a white bulb disc-like and delicate.
To conceal the procedure, the pink suited girl, hauled the curtains, so that, Yuani lingered on her bed, sheltered at all sides. 'All ready?', the unnamed girl, punched her question. 'Yes mam', Yuani retorted and pulled her red top and brassiere up, to reach her neck.
'ECHO is a simple test. Not even like ECG, Uncomplicated procedure’, Yuani recalled those words by her mama.
The pink suited girl then grabbed a gel similar to a colourless toothpaste and started squeezing it, inbetween Yuani's chest and to the left. She then took the transducer by untieing its wires and rested it on her chest and rubbed the gel along with it. Tapping the computer nearby with her left forefinger for taking images, she slowly dragged the transducer up and down with her right hand and her eyes straight to the display.
'Oh God! Kindly make it normal. At this age, please nooooo. Help me out', Yuani prayed in pity. 'Take mild breath', reported the unnamed girl who could neither be a doctor nor a nurse according to Yuani’s perspective.
Then moving the transducer up and down, she finally settled it below the left breast and waited for 10 seconds and stood perplexed.
'Chechi, chechi', she bawled. Another woman, dusky and short, moved forward and started noticing the display.
'ECG normal but...... ', then she pointed on the display and told 'abnormalll'.
'O gosh! Something is wrong. Am I really abnormal? Dear God, if I'm healthy I would break 108 coconuts or..... Ok, no no, not for now, but please, it must not be abnormal, pleaseee', Yuani murmured to herself.
'Take the pic of this and clear this', the dusky lady pointed to the pink suited girl and left the stage. 'Okay mam, you can wear your belongings', the burqa girl pointed to Yuani.
'Is it normal? '
'Yep', she told unconfident.
Topping her up, Yuani swifted out of the room, and spotted her mama with a grey bag and red stole. 'Maa, something is erroneous. That's for sure. I could sense it.', informed Yuani aggressively and elucidated every second to her mom.
'Waitttt…. Okayyy…. now you have problem with your heart. So, what now? ', deduced her mama. Observing Yuani standing mum, her mom continued, 'We have to clear it. That's all. Don’t panic.'
How come in the world she could stand bold after hearing this message. Being a pessimist, its really hard to digest the upcomings for Yuani.
'Pay the consultation fee and visit the cardio there?', alerted the nurse to Yuani.
Yuani rushed herself to complete the formalities and entered the doctor's cabin with a 'Good evening.'
'Yes, Ms. Yuani, What's the problem? '
'Doctor, I have unspecific pain at my upper chest area, and vomiting for 3 days'
'Okayy. Let me look at the echo image and come back to you'
'There might be some problem. That's why it's complicating', Yuani's mom gestured.
Thumping and agitating, Yuani felt distressed. After two minutes of the doctor's incoming, Yuani lost patience and asked 'Is there any problem with my ECHO? '
The doctor patiently replied, 'That's absolutely normal'.
Yuani's breath smoothened and all her nerves were placed at its registered space. Yuani gave a rewarding smile at her mom. Scarier of death, she never knew, she has to undergo it one day.
I have read many short stories. But this one is something different in the aspect of writer's thought. What I mean is that, most of the short stories ends up with tragedy, but the end here is optimistic. Wow! Kudos keerthu..
Finally god : Then where are my 108 coconuts?😅
I have read many short stories. But this one is something different in the aspect of writer's thought. What I mean is that, most of the short stories ends up with tragedy, but the end here is optimistic. Wow! Kudos keerthu..