Married to a sheikh

PART TWO - CHAPTER FOURTEEN

All your questions will be answered guys.... have a lil faith in me ;)

XOXO
Fatima=)

I had been two days in Switzerland now and it was Time to go to the place I had come here for.

A while later I stood in front of the health care centre I had chosen 'Paracelsus'. One of the best health care centres in the world. Truth be told all the savings I had were a null now after taking the one year course here and I was planning on finding some work online.

I went to the reception and enquired about Dr.Ella who would be my care taker for a year. After being pointed at the right direction I made my way to her consulting suite.

"I've been expecting you miss Amna, Your personal therapist informed me about your issues, if you mind could you update me with your heath, has your stress been increasing? What about the symptoms?"

She fluently began typing on her macbook keeping up with the information I had for her.

"You have a severe case of Major depressive disorder. Also known as clinical depression. And since it has been recurring it makes it a lot more difficult. I am glad you decided to take this course Ms.Amna. You are at the right place. We will do everything we can to help you. Since you are going to be living at out health care centre let me show you to your home for a year."

I nodded my head and she lead the way. This place was beautiful and serene. ( The pic of the health care centre is on the right/ top)

She walked towards a line of pretty cottages with green roofs. They made you feel at home and comfortable.

Ella smiled at me as she motioned me to come inside one of the cottages.

"This is your home for the year, Your assistant therapist will be living with you too. We don't let our patients live alone. "

"I won't harm myself" I said looking at the floor though I knew very well during my episodes I couldn't differ right from wrong. I could get a sudden urge to hurt myself or someone and hit them and I wouldn't even realise.

"It's for safety, she's a friendly woman you'll enjoy her friendship. " She smiled at me and continued.

"You don't need to worry about cooking or anything it's all on the house. There is a little town walking distance from here,You can head there any time you feel like it All you need to remember to do is sign the register at the gates. "

"I will see you tomorrow exactly at eight and we will start with the treatment right away. Hope you settle in well Amna." She smiled and walked out of my the cottage that I would now be calling my home for a while.

I looked at the place and found that I liked it, I even had neighbours. People like me who needed a long term treatment of different sorts it was either cancer or other such diseases and disorders who wanted to live happily and get well. Who had families waiting for them to recover just like me. Except that the only family I had was my son, who had no idea why I had abandoned him. I wish I was selfish enough to not let him go bit I couldn't.

The day at the hospital when I was informed in the report that I could hurt anyone during my episodes I had to back away. I couldn't put my son at risk even though I knew I could never hurt him,I didn't want to take the chance.

The cottage had two rooms, one for me and the other for probably our assistant therapists. Facing the antique shaped wood dressing table ,I looked at the mirror. The way I looked shocked me.

My weight had decreased a lot and my eyes had dark circles , My face had sunken in defining my cheekbones. I looked pale.

I let out a sigh and headed towards my bags to unpack them, the first thing I picked up was the picture of me and Ashàr on our trip to Florida and hung it on the wall.

I wondered how he was, I wondered what he was doing now. Would he be asleep or would he be watching TV? I knew one thing. Omar may not have been a good husband but I knew he would take good care of Ashàr. He would be a good father. Ashàr was in safe hands and I had nothing to worry about.

All I had to worry about now was concentrate on getting myself healed so that I wouldn't be a threat to myself or the ones I love.... and then I would see where the future would take me.

These disorders not only ruined the patients life but they also ruined families. Most of the time the family would get so frustrated that they would give up on the ones they loved. These sort of illnesses caused disruption in lives and I wanted my son away from all the chaos. My son didn't need a twisted mother. If I wanted him in my life I would have to put all my effort in getting well, if not for me then for Ashàr.

And then I could start my life anew.
I could get a new beginning.
I could get a fresh start.

My personal therapist happened to be a cheerful girl named Anna who moved in along with me that night. She would not only be my therapist but my care taker too.

I liked Anna.... She reminded me of Maya.

I didn't know then that it would be the start of good friendship and the start of a new life.