When is the right time??? - Page 35

And again the same dream of Zoran next to my bed. Was it a dream or reality? I wasn't sure. I wanted to reach out but I couldn't. I dreamed again. The next day I felt a little better and then I found out that everyone had found out that I had had surgery. Dragan and Mija came first. They were both crying and felt bad that I hadn't told them but they stayed brave for me. Dragan, my friend, comforted me again. Everything would be okay. His parents came the next day and they were also sad but they encouraged me. Jana came with my son. She took care of him. Even though he wasn't little anymore, I still liked that she was there if he needed anything. No one mentioned Zoran but I dreamed about him, at least that's what I thought. I never meant anything to him.

But since I had to receive chemotherapy, the doctors decided to stay in the hospital to monitor me. I started chemotherapy after 10 days. I was lying in the hospital all the time. During that time, everyone visited me. Even Nemanja and his wife, but no one mentioned Zoran. I wanted to ask about him, but I gave up. I was sick, I didn't tolerate chemotherapy well and I was weak. Every morning I dreamed of Zoran sitting next to me and holding my hand. Every day the same dream.

after several therapies it was a little easier for me. And then one day I was so weak that I woke up in my sleep. I felt sick and then I saw that Zoran was next to me. Zoran, I whispered, is that you? His eyes are full of tears and his tired face next to mine. It was so nice that I thought, God, don't let this dream pass. It wasn't a dream after all. He was next to me though. Every council he sat next to me. Zoran was scared and immediately called his sister and she came immediately. she helped me vomit and feel a little better. She gave me an infusion right away because I lost a lot of weight with this vomiting. I could barely stand on my feet. I was very sick. My son assumed how I felt but begged me to hold on for him. That's what I thought too, but something was stronger than me.

. Zoran was next to me and continued to come every morning and hold my hand. We didn't talk, I was just aware of his presence. I have 2 more therapies left to receive and let's see how the situation was. I was still in the hospital and after those 2 therapies I stayed in the hospital. The doctor said that I have to stay in the hospital a little longer because I am weak and that they will be able to monitor me here. I was thankful because I didn't want to go home to burden my own. Zoran is still next to my bed every day. The check-up showed that I tolerated the therapy well, but the remission is in 5 years. They couldn't keep me in the hospital anymore, so I had to be discharged the next day.

I called Zoki to tell him to come pick me up when I get the discharge list. He agreed and told me to wait for him. It was bigger when I wished to see Zoran, but he didn't come. For the first time, I couldn't fall asleep because I was thinking about Zoran. Did I dream all this or what is happening??? It was strange to me. The next day when I woke up, the doctor came and said that she would prepare my discharge sheet by 10 am and that I could call someone to come pick me up. I was both sad and happy. Sad because I would not see Zoran anymore, but on the other hand happy because I would be with my son.

I got ready and waited for my son to come and pick me up. And then when I thought I would see my son at the door, he arrived, Zoran. Without a word, he took my bag and offered me his hand and said Let's go. I was a little embarrassed but I took his hand and we left the hospital. I got into his car slowly because I was still having problems with my wound. He sat in the driver's seat and we drove in silence. I slept a little so I woke up and saw that he was not driving me home. I looked at him and he said to me that now you can trust me. And that was it. We drove for a long time and I slept a little, and when I woke up it was already dark and then I realized where we were going. He was driving me to the sea. To the same place where we were.

He stopped the car and helped me get out of it. Oh, I forgot to say that. He told Zoki to take me with him to rest. I called Zoki and told him where we were and I asked Jana to stay for a few more days if she could. She accepted it but said that she had also called her children to stay with her there. I was delighted with that because I knew that Zoki liked to play with her children. They were kids and they loved Zoki very much. When I hung up the phone I turned to Zoran and said. Come on now, tell me how you found out that you were in the hospital every night. Zoran laughed and said: -

Zoki's coach told me and then I had to be by your side. And as for the hospital, I have friends who owe me favors. And now, Sara, it's time to rest. You'll sleep here and I'll be in the other room next to you. If you need me, call me. The door will remain open, just so you know. I saw that he was determined about it and I didn't object. I lay down after the shower and tried to sleep. I felt nauseous and probably coughed when Zoran appeared next to me at the same moment. Sara, how are you??? Do you need anything? I said that I felt nauseous but that I was fine. He sat down on the chair he had pulled out and took my hand. Now sleep, he ordered. I obeyed him and fell asleep immediately. So I enjoyed his touch.

I really liked his closeness and his touch. After a few days, I felt as if my strength was slowly returning. The time we spent together was wonderful. We went to the beach and he pleased me in everything. I was happy next to him. I still loved him. I slowly saw how much I meant to him, but I didn't want to emphasize all that. Zoki objected at first that I was alone with them, but in the end he just said that I should be careful so that his father wouldn't hurt me again. I didn't talk about these things with Zoran. He asked me about a few little things, but we avoided the conversation we had to have.

After 10 days of our stay in the hotel where we stayed, my son also appeared. How I wished. I was happy to see him. He wished me too, but he only greeted Zoran coldly. I understood him, but Zoran also understood everything. He left me alone with my son and I told him everything. Both for the hospital and here, how nice Zoran treats me. And to be careful, that's what I said. When he saw another bed in my room, I just told him he was taking care of me, so he brought the bed in to be next to me. He laughed heartily.