Saturday, 6 September 2008

sore head & ramadan

last saturday night, i was on my way to the loo, and the next thing i knew i was sitting in a taxi with a very sore head and a friend's hand covered in (my) blood on our way to the ISAF hospital. it was in the middle of the night. i had fallen down some stairs and got bashed up in various places, but luckily it was only a concussion, and after spending the night in the tent-hospital listening to Czech with a drip in my arm and two little stitches in my head, i was collected by my sister Jenny and taken to her flat. she kept me there for a week and nursed me back to (almost) good health. i feel very lucky that i didn't break my neck or split my skull, that i have good friends and colleagues who took me to the hospital, and that Jen is here. but now i'm very tired of being unable to do things, and can't wait to be completely better again. the Dari word for patience is حوصله (hausela), i need to remember that one...
also, Ramadan has started. i had every intention of fasting this time, and had to take rather extreme measures to avoid it (the aforementioned stair-flight). and then now today i got my period, so it looks like the month of fasting will only be a couple of weeks for me.
i was trying to imagine how it would be if everyone in Sweden, or Scotland all collectively fasted for a month each year... i have to admire it, despite it's problems.

3 comments:

Maria said...

Hej Ester!
Tråkigt att höra om olyckan men bra att höra att du mår bättre nu! Ta hand om dig!!

Saknar dig!
kram

Leila said...

sorry to hear about your accident!! i hope you feel better soon. it's good your sister is around there :)

i have always been puzzled by (and disagree with) the period=no fasting...

Reetta said...

estrid i had no idea...
my darling little friend please be careful. x