The Danger of Self Medication : Air-Clinic

He felt this sharp ache run right through the centre of his skull but it disappeared almost immediately, leaving him like nothing had transpired.

"honey you should go see the Doctor or better still a chemist" were the words his darling wife wrapped in an advice when he told her about it.

Being a business man, a husband and a father of 3, his schedules were just too tight to let him consider waiting on a line to speak with some beardless person in white labcoats. So he had few doses of painkillers from the shelf and he set his mind far from the thoughts of it.

The next day he comes back from a hectic yet fulfilling work day, walks from door to his room yawning in desperate hunger. He throws his coat on the bed, and just when he's about to strip his waist of its linens the sharp pain hits again, this time from all directions. It hit him so bad his joints went weak that he fell knees on the ground. He let out a moan, tightly squeezing his eyes as if that would take the pain away, but i slowly disappeared and eventually varnished into thin air.

He reached for the table, took out a few painkiller tablets and downed all of them in one big gulp, took a glass of water after which he let life go on.

He said nothing to his wife concerning this particular experience,

"after its just a headache" he thought to himself.

So today he wakes up after what seemed to be a very bad lengthy dream, opening his eyes to the smiling faces of his wife and three angels sitting beside his hospital bed all looking at him.

"What happened to me and why on a bed in a hospital? Ouuh! Why can't I move my left arm and my left leg.
honey what's going on? " he desperately asked his wife who was all ready to cut him short.

She said;

"Relax hun, the doctor said its a stroke but you should get well with some therapy..."

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