Trip of suffering
Was in a touching need for a muscle injection, where its time was due, and she has to take with no delay. So she was thinking like the other human being, in a suitable and fast method to that job. In front of her were several choices, so she headed to one of them, for its closeness and being on her way. Flew to it in hurry, and looking forward for a hope. As bird flies from a branch to a branch, pick up its food descending to it from the heavens.

Arrived to the first of her choices and it was the emergency room, of one of the main hospitals in the area. She was shocked with what she has seen; the sick were in huge number, the standing up were more than the sitting down. Everyone was waiting for his turn, holding some paper in his hand, begging for the health and wellbeing. Each of them either in grief or depression, from his length of waiting, but has no other choice. The least can be said about them, is a dray - rocky desert, looking forward in to the rain.

Could not wait with others, who were in pain from their heavy weight on their legs, trying not to think of the long train that was not moving, human beings were in line before them. So she has moved to her next choice no haste, the emergency room of another hospital closet than the first. Trying to reach it, before changing of work shifts, while racing with time, and flying with the seconds. Her heart was full with happiness; this one would be less congestion from the one before.

At her arrival went direct to the reception, recorded her name and waited. Did not take long for her to be called in, to be served. She was happy with what occurred, and thought that her worry was over, and relief came to her from its widest door. But what has happened at that hospital, was more than what could be said in short words.

Everyone was saying "I am busy, move to that standing at that opposite room", "that is his duty, on it he takes his salary, and he has to do it and complete it". From this to that, she has gotten impatient, and so other alternative than departing. So she has escaped as run away zebras, running from a lion, and fighting beasts. Her last choice has remained, if she did not get what she wants, all his hard work has gone like a scattered dust.

Arrived at the local medical unite, located at her residential neighborhood. She has reached before the end of working hours, enough time to see a group of sick people. Entered into the bandage unite, presented the needle to the nurse, and asked her to give it. The nurse was astonished with her method, and said: We have our own tall and long procedures, it is necessary for you observance them to get our service! She has said surprised and overwhelmed: Numerous steps just for an injection?!

She has followed the system, and hoe to finish before end of time. Stood in a queue to pull out her family's file, sick from its hideout. Has waited till one of the staff came swaying, took the folder while blabbing, saying: You have come late sister, we might not able to treat you, we are in hurry to leave! She replied in a wary: The working hours are not over yet and there still more than an hour! She said with arrogance: This hour for us to prepare ourselves and put our clothes and depart.

The folder has been pulled screaming, to the physician in charge. He was examining it slowly, and asked her if it is necessary to take that injection. Said that while he was yawning, pulling his arms tight, on that poor chair, which in pain from his long sitting on it: Go fast to the bandage room, hope to fine some one to help you.

There was a half an hour still remaining before the end of duty, she ran to that room, expecting to see who will serve her. But all have escaped leaving the place empty, before end of time. They have ran away as if a siren has been knocked, and an enemy missile about t fall. What she would say, to whom to resort, there was no one to assist and no one to aid.
Translated by: Hussein Noah Mashamea - Al-Qatif - Saudi Arabia