A word instead of a medicine
#WritcoStoryPrompt12
The old woman was near death. I could hear her try to draw in painful gasps of breath. I felt helpless as a doctor in this remote part of the world. Was there nothing I could do? Her soul was about to leave her poor body. Her health dwindled day and night. Yet all tests we made were negative.
She had stayed for a week. None of her relatives appeared. It was very strange because I knew people as old as her needs special care and attention. They need someone to always be near them. "And now that she looked to be closer to Heaven than...
The old woman was near death. I could hear her try to draw in painful gasps of breath. I felt helpless as a doctor in this remote part of the world. Was there nothing I could do? Her soul was about to leave her poor body. Her health dwindled day and night. Yet all tests we made were negative.
She had stayed for a week. None of her relatives appeared. It was very strange because I knew people as old as her needs special care and attention. They need someone to always be near them. "And now that she looked to be closer to Heaven than...