Kishte kaluar viti 1997 dhe ishte gati mesi i vitit 1998. Mbr\u00ebmje, pothuajse fundi i pranver\u00ebs. Po q\u00ebndroja i shtrir\u00eb pasi pata mbaruar s\u00eb shkruari ditarin e m\u00ebsimit p\u00ebr dit\u00ebn e nes\u00ebrme, kur erdhi ime shoqe:<\/p>\n
– Mustafa, Mirjeta \u00ebsht\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb. Ka temperatur\u00eb. Ka edhe t\u00eb vjella. Si t\u2019ia b\u00ebjm\u00eb?<\/p>\n
Nuk fola. U mendova dhe u ngrita. Vendosa p\u00ebll\u00ebmb\u00ebt n\u00eb t\u00ebmthat e kok\u00ebs dhe fillova t\u00eb mendohesha ashtu i ulur n\u00eb divan. Ishte f\u00ebmija i tret\u00eb dhe q\u00eb e doja m\u00eb shum\u00eb, ngaq\u00eb e pata nisur p\u00ebr djal\u00eb, sepse doja t\u00eb merrja emrin e tim eti. Por, Zoti i madh ma dha flori! K\u00ebshtu i quaj un\u00eb vajzat. Ne nga Shijaku i quajm\u00eb vajzat \u201cKuleta e n\u00ebn\u00ebs, bab\u00ebs apo pse jo, edhe e v\u00ebllait\u201d. \u00a0A e dini q\u00eb v\u00ebllai shkon p\u00ebr dark\u00eb te motra, kurse motra shum\u00eb, shum\u00eb rrall\u00eb te v\u00ebllai? A e dini nganj\u00ebher\u00eb se p\u00ebr arsye t\u00eb ndryshme, n\u00ebna dhe baba vdesin te vajza? Dikur, kur m\u00eb lindi kjo vajz\u00eb, im at\u00eb m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n
– Je b\u00ebr\u00eb pishman?<\/p>\n
– Jo! – i thash\u00eb un\u00eb.<\/p>\n
At\u00ebher\u00eb m\u00eb tha: – Le t\u2019i ec\u00eb mir\u00eb jeta!<\/p>\n
K\u00ebshtu, un\u00eb mora dy fjal\u00ebt e fundit \u201cmir\u00eb\u201d dhe \u201cjeta\u201d, i bashkova dhe i vura vajz\u00ebs emrin e p\u00ebrb\u00ebr\u00eb dhe shum\u00eb t\u00eb bukur Mirjeta. A ka m\u00eb mir\u00eb se me t\u00eb ec jeta mir\u00eb?!<\/p>\n
P\u00ebr t\u00eb mos u zgjatur, k\u00ebshtu na iku ajo nat\u00eb, me zem\u00ebr t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb, duke u ngritur her\u00eb pas here p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb gjendjen e saj. I q\u00ebndronim te koka: Temperatur\u00eb dhe djers\u00eb. Kur u ngrit\u00ebm n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, u vesha dhe i thash\u00eb gruas:<\/p>\n
– Un\u00eb po iki n\u00eb pun\u00eb. N\u00eb qoft\u00eb se Mirka (k\u00ebshtu e thirrnim p\u00ebr ledhe Mirjet\u00ebn) b\u00ebhet m\u00eb keq, \u00e7oje p\u00ebr vizite te pediatri, doktor Petriti. Shpresoj t\u00eb b\u00ebhet mir\u00eb…<\/p>\n
Kur u ktheva nga puna n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, m\u00eb than\u00eb se vajz\u00ebn, mjeku e kishte \u00e7uar urgjentisht p\u00ebr n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs. Doktor Petriti, pasi e kishte vizituar, kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb se ajo ishte r\u00ebnd\u00eb me apendesitin. \u00a0Me t\u00eb ishte nisur ime shoqe dhe nusja e v\u00ebllait, e cila m\u00eb tha pasi isha kthyer:<\/p>\n
– Doktori atje m\u00eb tha se Mirjet\u00ebs i kishte plasur apendesiti. Pastaj, mjeku kirurg m\u00eb pyeti: \u201cKu i keni burrat?\u201d. Un\u00eb u mendova dhe me t\u00eb qeshur ia ktheva: \u201cDoktor, do t\u00eb vijn\u00eb edhe burrat. Nuk jemi gra pa burra…\u201d.<\/p>\n
Kur d\u00ebgjova k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb, un\u00eb u mendova ca dhe heshta. Pag\u00ebn e muajit akoma nuk e kisha marr\u00eb. K\u00ebshtu, u detyrova dhe shkova diku t\u00eb merrja borxh nj\u00eb 5000 lek\u00ebsh t\u00eb ri p\u00ebr kat\u00ebr-pes\u00eb dit\u00eb. Operimi do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej tek ish-kirurgjia e vjet\u00ebr, p\u00ebrball\u00eb detit n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs. Pagesa e operimit ishte 3000 lek\u00eb t\u00eb reja. Takova kirurgun dhe pasi e p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndet\u00ebm, i futa kartmonedh\u00ebn n\u00eb xhepin e sip\u00ebrm t\u00eb bluzes s\u00eb bardh\u00eb duke i th\u00ebn\u00eb:<\/p>\n
– Dua jet\u00ebn e vajz\u00ebs!<\/p>\n
Ai m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj: – Zoti na ndihmoft\u00eb! Do t\u00eb b\u00ebj \u00e7mos. Mos u m\u00ebrzit, operimin do ta b\u00ebj n\u00eb or\u00ebn 16:00. Vajz\u00ebs i ka plasur apendesiti dhe ndodhet te salla e operimit.<\/p>\n
Un\u00eb sillesha i ankthuar n\u00ebp\u00ebr korridor. Pas pak doli doktor Iliri:<\/p>\n
– O Mustafa, kam dal\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb marr leje. A mund ta shtyjm\u00eb operimin e vajz\u00ebs p\u00ebr nja dy or\u00eb se kam me urgjenc\u00eb nga Kavaja nj\u00eb nuse t\u00eb re shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb muajin e n\u00ebnt\u00eb t\u00eb lindjes, q\u00eb i ka plasur apendisiti?<\/p>\n
Njer\u00ebzit e nuses s\u00eb re m\u2019u afruan me lot n\u00eb sy dhe po pritnin fjal\u00ebn time.<\/p>\n
– Si ta ket\u00eb shkruar Zoti \u2013 i thash\u00eb doktor Ilirit. Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00eb e dyt\u00eb. Filloni me t\u00eb. Zoti do t\u2019i shp\u00ebtoj\u00eb t\u00eb dyja.<\/p>\n
Ata, me lot n\u00eb sy, m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafuan e m\u00eb fal\u00ebnderuan dhe m\u00eb than\u00eb:<\/p>\n
– Operimin e vajz\u00ebs suaj do ta paguajm\u00eb ne!<\/p>\n
– Mos m\u00eb ngarkoni me turp… – u thash\u00eb. – Mir\u00ebsia le t\u00eb ngelet n\u00eb kujtes\u00eb. – dhe me t\u00eb qeshur shtova: – Shijaku me Kavaj\u00ebn kan\u00eb shkuar gjithmon\u00eb mir\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Si rezultat, t\u00eb dyja operimet i shp\u00ebtuan t\u00eb dyja t\u00eb rrezikuarat p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn: Shtat\u00ebz\u00ebn\u00ebn dhe vajz\u00ebn time, Mirjet\u00ebn, n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb nx\u00ebn\u00ebse e klas\u00ebs s\u00eb gjasht\u00eb. Patjet\u00ebr, merit\u00eb e kujdesit t\u00eb doktor Ilirit. Lum kush e respekton profesionin e tij!<\/p>\n
Sot, Mirjeta ndodhet n\u00eb Peruxha t\u00eb Italis\u00eb, ku ka mbaruar p\u00ebr diplomaci. Tani ka edhe nj\u00eb djal\u00eb, Alesion, nx\u00ebn\u00ebs t\u00eb klas\u00ebs s\u00eb kat\u00ebrt.<\/p>\n
Lum un\u00eb q\u00eb i kam t\u00eb tre f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e mi me arsim t\u00eb lart\u00eb, Gentin skulptor, Besjan\u00ebn filologe (Gjuh\u00eb Shqipe) dhe Mirjet\u00ebn, diplomate.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Mustafai nga Shijaku<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Kishte kaluar viti 1997 dhe ishte gati mesi i vitit 1998. Mbr\u00ebmje, pothuajse fundi i pranver\u00ebs. Po q\u00ebndroja i shtrir\u00eb pasi pata mbaruar s\u00eb shkruari ditarin e m\u00ebsimit p\u00ebr dit\u00ebn e nes\u00ebrme, kur erdhi ime shoqe: – Mustafa, Mirjeta \u00ebsht\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb. Ka temperatur\u00eb. Ka edhe t\u00eb vjella. Si t\u2019ia b\u00ebjm\u00eb? Nuk fola. U mendova dhe […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11787","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11787","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11787"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11787\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11787"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11787"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11787"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}