Another evening moves past without my being sought by the bzrber or
being warned by the nurses not to consume anything after 12am today.
This means that there is almost no chance of the surgery happening
tomorrow. Feelings of frustrztion obviously rise in me but I quell
them with the thought that it is perhaps His will that I should wait
longer. Whatever date or time i finally get moved to the OT is the
best time. I only feel sorry that I am inconveniencing my fzmily a
great deal. May thats what the Good Lord has willed for them too but I
am sorry I have to bear the responsibility for ghat. Anyway

i.ntazaar aur abhii aur abhii aur abhii

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