Chapter 151 - Between Denial and Acceptance (3) (1/2)

|Innaya|

We left the hospital after Eshan was assured by the neurologist. I never knew he could have more questions to ask than me. It seemed as if he had done his whole research. He talked so eloquently about those medical terms that I was left awed by his intelligence. I did not realize five hours had passed.

In those five hours, the MRV was done, along with the other blood tests Dr. Riya had asked. Thankfully the brain scans came normal. We showed them to the neurologist, Dr. Iyer. He said that everything was normal, nothing to worry about. According to him, my headache and fainting were because of weakness and stress.

I did not know as much as Eshan knew. Hearing him ask those questions had me wondering how capable my husband was. In the end, the doctor had said that he knew his work. In all honesty, Eshan was right. We had a right to ask questions, and we needed to utilize it.

Not every doctor and hospital could be trusted blindly. Just like in any other profession, there were good and bad people in the medical field too. As he was someone, suggested by Dr. Mittal, we could trust him. However, how keenly Eshan almost interrogated him despite that fact had me feel proud of my husband.

As we sat in the car, I picked up the bottle of water from the dashboard.

”Feeling satisfied now?” I teased Eshan once I drank the water.

”Are you? You are the patient here. If you don't feel comfortable with this doctor, we can see someone else.” Eshan turned in the driver's seat as he explained.

He was being serious. This thoughtfulness of his always warmed my heart.

”No, it's fine. Didn't he say it's all because of low hemoglobin? We'll know more about it once lab results come out and we see the gynecologist again. Then we'll just go with her treatment. All right?” I shook my head.

”I think we should see the hematologist too. It would be better in my opinion,” Eshan said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

His thoughtfulness was good, but that meant visiting more doctors. The thought itself was scary, and it made me choke on the water I had just gulped.

I rubbed my chest as I gave him a look of pure disbelief.

”Don't you think it's enough for today?” I raised my eyebrow once I calmed down. Eshan smiled sheepishly. This was the first time in the whole evening which had turned into a night that smile had kissed his lips. I sighed internally.

”So, should we go home?” He raised his eyebrow as he turned on the ignition.

I looked ahead in the night. I did not wish to go home just yet. After spending tiring six hours in the hospital I wanted a change in my surroundings. ”I don't want to go home yet,” I told him the same. I would be anywhere but home.

”Where would you like to go then?” Eshan steered the car out of the parking lot of the hospital.

”Anywhere, but home,” I answered immediately.

Eshan looked at me for a while when I immediately answered.

”All right. Let me take you to the beach today. You'll enjoy there.”

”Ok.”

* * *

There were no stars in the sky. The black, empty sky without moon and stars was not my favorite scenario to see. It reminded me of that night when I was locked away on the terrace. That night had instilled fear of many things in my mind. Fear of dark nights was one of them.

I would never be out alone if there was darkness. I loved nights, but I feared them as well. Perhaps if I would tell someone this, then they would ridicule me for it. How could love and hate the same thing simultaneously? I did. And, I was not ashamed to admit it.

'We don't have control over what others think, all we can do is to trust ourselves. We need to have trust in our selves.' These were grandpa's words. I believed them blindly, for they had encouraged me to trust myself.

And, somehow I was able to put that trust in my husband. As we walked barefoot in the water, with our hands intertwined, I could just look at our joined hands. The light coming from streetlights, banners, and the traffic from across the road, made up for the lack of moon's presence.

The waves coming from the ocean kissed our calves and died down. We did not need words as we could enjoy the silent company. The heaviness of the last couple of days was being washed away in the peacefulness of the night. The part of the beach we're walking was not that crowded compared to the one ahead of us.

Other than us, there was one figure at a further distance from the shore. We ignored that person's presence as he seemed to have fallen asleep. I cared less about anyone at the moment other than the man walking beside me.