“Now I await an operation due to my brain tumor. The doctors don’t promise anything good, and I finally want to be baptized with the full awareness of why and for what purpose, As well as why I have such a disease.”
She was obviously not listening to me, realizing that I could do nothing on the other end of the line. How could I help her in such distress?
I was above my body, and all around were the screams of the doctors: ‘We are losing her! Quickly inject her with a drug, otherwise we won’t be able to resuscitate her.’