Call me if you need anything

I get a call from my friend F about time. He asks how things are.

Me – Dad’s in the hospital

F – What happened? 

I explain. Age + pain + investigation = surgery. 

F – Where is it? 

Me – My sister’s colleague is a doc – at a hospital he mentioned

Your dad has insurance? F asks, practical as ever. 

Me – No. 

Silence. 

F – You good? 

Me – Yeah, I’m good. 

F – Let me know if you need anything. 

Me – Yeah, I will. 

It was the day they were discharging us. I sat next to my dad on the bed. He, in pain from age and medicines. Me, from running and no insurance. This conversation played in my head as I stared at the walls of the empty room.

Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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