Kjo q\u00eb po ju tregoj juve \u00ebsht\u00eb historia m\u00eb e bukur e dashuris\u00eb dhe e p\u00ebrkujdesjes q\u00eb keni lexuar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb, por me fund jo t\u00eb lumtur. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb djal\u00eb nj\u00ebzet e pes\u00eb vje\u00e7.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Para tre vjet\u00ebsh, isha shum\u00eb i s\u00ebmur\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kisha gjithmon\u00eb dhimbje n\u00eb shpin\u00eb, por ishin t\u00eb durueshme dhe nuk shkova asnj\u00ebher\u00eb p\u00ebr vizit\u00eb, derisa nj\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb ra t\u00eb fik\u00ebt te shkolla. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk e di se \u00e7\u2019ndodhi\nme mua, vet\u00ebm se u zgjova n\u00eb spital, n\u00eb reanimacion, me shum\u00eb doktor\u00eb te koka.\nAta m\u00eb pyesnin p\u00ebr emrin, mosh\u00ebn e gj\u00ebra t\u00eb tjera q\u00eb pyesin kur duan t\u00eb\nsigurohen se je i vet\u00ebdijsh\u00ebm. Pasi u siguruan q\u00eb isha p\u00ebrmendur, shumica u\nlargua dhe kisha af\u00ebr nj\u00eb shokun tim q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte sjell\u00eb menj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb spital.\nPastaj erdh\u00ebn t\u00eb gjith\u00eb; n\u00ebna, v\u00ebllai dhe motra. Babai ishte me sh\u00ebrbim dhe nuk\ni kishin th\u00ebn\u00eb gj\u00eb. N\u00ebna qante pa pushim dhe un\u00eb po i thoja se isha mir\u00eb dhe\ns\u2019kisha gj\u00eb, se m\u00eb kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb fik\u00ebt ndoshta se nuk kisha ngr\u00ebn\u00eb, mir\u00ebpo lot\u00ebt\ne saj nuk thaheshin. Mua nuk m\u00eb nxor\u00ebn nga spitali sepse do t\u2019u n\u00ebnshtrohesha\ndisa analizave. Shikoja t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb af\u00ebrmit shum\u00eb t\u00eb shqet\u00ebsuar, por nuk m\u00eb\nshkonte mendja p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb t\u00eb keqe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, doktori m\u00eb\ntha se gjendja ishte serioze. Jo se kishte ndonj\u00eb rrezik t\u00eb madh, por duhej\nmjekim intensiv dhe nj\u00eb shtrim i gjat\u00eb n\u00eb spital. Ai do t\u00eb m\u00eb linte t\u00eb dilja ca\ndit\u00eb nga spitali q\u00eb t\u00eb rregulloja disa pun\u00eb q\u00eb kisha l\u00ebn\u00eb p\u00ebrgjysm\u00eb, por do t\u00eb\nm\u00eb duhej t\u00eb kthehesha q\u00eb t\u00eb sh\u00ebrohesha plot\u00ebsisht.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kisha disa provime\nt\u00eb fundit e m\u00eb pas, vet\u00ebm diplom\u00ebn. Mbarova provimet dhe, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb vazhdoja dhe\nmjekimin. Nuk m\u00eb ra m\u00eb t\u00eb fik\u00ebt dhe nuk ndjehesha keq, vet\u00ebm se isha pak m\u00eb i\nlodhur se zakonisht. K\u00ebt\u00eb lodhje e lidhja me mjekimin, pasi trupi im nuk ishte\nm\u00ebsuar me ila\u00e7e. K\u00ebshtu, kalova nj\u00eb muaj dhe pasi kreva shkoll\u00ebn, u shtrova n\u00eb\nspital. Edhe pse nuk isha i shtruar, gjat\u00eb k\u00ebtij muaji isha n\u00ebn kontrollin e\nmjekut. \u00c7do gj\u00eb kishte ndryshuar, nuk isha m\u00eb ai i pari. Tashm\u00eb dhe vet\u00eb e\nkuptoja se kisha nj\u00eb s\u00ebmundje q\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb duhej shum\u00eb p\u00ebr ta luftuar. Shtrimi n\u00eb\nspital ishte pak i r\u00ebnd\u00eb, pasi n\u00eb vend q\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoja pun\u00eb, pas diplomimit, apo\nthjesht t\u00eb g\u00ebzoja me shok\u00eb se mbarova shkoll\u00ebn, un\u00eb do t\u2019u n\u00ebnshtrohesha\nanalizave e ekzaminimeve pa fund. Nejse, p\u00ebrderisa kjo duhej b\u00ebr\u00eb, do ta b\u00ebja. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Deri k\u00ebtu, un\u00eb nuk jua\np\u00ebrmenda shoqen time. Ashtu si t\u00eb gjith\u00eb, edhe un\u00eb isha i lidhur. Ajo m\u00eb donte\nshum\u00eb dhe un\u00eb, gjithashtu. Ishim lidhur bashk\u00eb q\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl n\u00eb gjimnaz dhe\ne vazhduam lidhjen ton\u00eb edhe kur shkuam n\u00eb fakultete t\u00eb ndryshme. Ajo ishte nj\u00eb\nvajz\u00eb shum\u00eb e mir\u00eb dhe e bukur. Megjith\u00ebse lidhja jon\u00eb nganj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk shkonte edhe\naq mir\u00eb, e p\u00ebrgjithshmja ishte pozitive. Her\u00ebn e par\u00eb q\u00eb u shtrova n\u00eb spital\nkur m\u00eb ra t\u00eb fik\u00ebt, ajo nuk erdhi, vet\u00ebm m\u00eb mori n\u00eb telefon, sepse nuk donim ta\nb\u00ebnim lidhjen zyrtare, pra, ta merrnin vesh prind\u00ebrit (megjith\u00ebse pak a shum\u00eb e\ndinin). Her\u00ebn e dyt\u00eb do t\u00eb rrija p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb dhe nj\u00eb dit\u00eb i\nthash\u00eb t\u00eb vinte sepse isha vet\u00ebm n\u00eb dhom\u00eb. Ajo erdhi menj\u00ebher\u00eb. Na kishte marr\u00eb\nmalli shum\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00ebri-tjetrin. U p\u00ebrqafuam dhe ajo filloi t\u00eb qante sepse ishte\ne shqet\u00ebsuar p\u00ebr mua. Un\u00eb e sigurova se asgj\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb ndodhte. Do t\u00eb sh\u00ebrohesha\ne do t\u00eb martoheshim menj\u00ebher\u00eb. Asaj i qeshi fytyra nga kjo gj\u00eb. N\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast,\ndera u hap dhe u fut mamaja ime. Ajo e pa tek fshinte lot\u00ebt dhe e kuptoi menj\u00ebher\u00eb\nse ishte e dashura ime. E p\u00ebrqafoi sikur t\u00eb ishte vajza e saj dhe u kthye nga\nun\u00eb e m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Tani, merr forc\u00eb dhe munde \u00e7do\nqeliz\u00eb t\u00eb keqe n\u00eb trupin t\u00ebnd, zem\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Ashtu do t\u00eb b\u00ebj – ia ktheva i vendosur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E dashura ndenji edhe\npak dhe u largua. Ajo quhej Ana dhe n\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast, e\nkuptova se kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb zgjidhjen e duhur, kisha gjetur vajz\u00ebn e duhur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Q\u00eb nga ajo dit\u00eb,\najo vinte \u00e7do dit\u00eb dhe k\u00ebshtu, u njoh m\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb pjes\u00ebtar\u00ebt e familjes, madje t\u00eb\ngjith\u00eb e p\u00eblqyen dhe e pranuan menj\u00ebher\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Isha shum\u00eb i lumtur\np\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb, por s\u00ebmundja ime ishte shum\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00eb dhe un\u00eb, sa vinte e humbja pesh\u00eb\ndhe rezistenc\u00eb. Trupi im kishte ndryshuar t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht. Kishte dit\u00eb kur ndjehesha\nmir\u00eb, por kishte dit\u00eb t\u00eb tjera t\u00eb trishtuara, t\u00eb mbushura me dhimbje t\u00eb forta\ndhe t\u00eb padurueshme. N\u00eb k\u00ebto \u00e7aste, kisha pran\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb dashurit e\nmi. Edhe Ana rrinte me or\u00eb pran\u00eb meje. Mjek\u00ebt ishin shum\u00eb optimist\u00eb se do t\u00eb sh\u00ebrohesha,\npor kjo gj\u00eb, n\u00eb kushtet ku e shikoja veten, ishte e pamundur. Nganj\u00ebher\u00eb, b\u00ebhesha\nshum\u00eb nevrik dhe zem\u00ebrohesha me t\u00eb gjith\u00eb, por sidomos me An\u00ebn. Ajo vet\u00ebm qante\nkur un\u00eb i k\u00ebpusja ndonj\u00eb t\u00eb shar\u00eb e asgj\u00eb m\u00eb tep\u00ebr. Ajo rrinte edhe pak, pastaj\ngjente nj\u00eb pretekst e ikte gjithmon\u00eb duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– T\u00eb dua shum\u00eb! Do t\u00eb vij prap\u00eb nes\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nganj\u00ebher\u00eb, ia\nktheja dhe nganj\u00ebher\u00eb jo, megjithat\u00eb asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk mendoja keq p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Ishte\nvet\u00ebm krenaria ime ajo q\u00eb nuk m\u00eb linte t\u00eb ulja hund\u00ebn e t\u2019i k\u00ebrkoja t\u00eb falur q\u00eb\ne m\u00ebrzisja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
P\u00ebrve\u00e7 An\u00ebs,\nt\u00eb af\u00ebrmve t\u00eb mi dhe t\u00eb gjith\u00eb shok\u00ebve, vinte edhe shoku im i ngusht\u00eb, Mondi.\nAi asnj\u00eb dit\u00eb nuk rrinte pa ardhur dhe m\u00eb sillte lloj-lloj gj\u00ebrash q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb\nmos e humbja kontaktin me bot\u00ebn jasht\u00eb spitalit. Ishte shoku im m\u00eb i mir\u00eb. Pas\nnj\u00eb kohe t\u00eb gjat\u00eb n\u00eb spital, mjeku tha se mund t\u00eb dilja, q\u00eb t\u00eb ndryshoja pak\nmjedis sepse ndoshta do t\u00eb ndikonte p\u00ebr mir\u00eb. Edhe prind\u00ebrit ishin dakord. U g\u00ebzova\nshum\u00eb. N\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, familja m\u2019i kishte krijuar t\u00eb gjitha kushtet dhe, pas jav\u00ebs s\u00eb\npar\u00eb, u ndjeva m\u00eb mir\u00eb, madje i k\u00ebrkova shokut t\u00eb vinte t\u00eb m\u00eb merrte e t\u00eb\ndilinim pak. Prind\u00ebrit m\u00eb kishin bler\u00eb nj\u00eb makin\u00eb si dhurat\u00eb p\u00ebr dilpomimin. Ia\nlash\u00eb shokut t\u2019i jepte. Rrug\u00ebs, ai m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Po sikur ta\nmarrim edhe An\u00ebn?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
U ktheva menj\u00ebher\u00eb\nnga ai dhe, pak i \u00e7uditur, pohova me kok\u00eb, por menj\u00ebher\u00eb i thirra mendjes se kjo gj\u00eb ishte\ne natyrshme, se ajo ishte e dashura ime dhe duhej t\u00eb ishte me ne. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
E mor\u00ebm An\u00ebn dhe t\u00eb\ntre shkuam n\u00eb nj\u00eb lokal. Isha mir\u00eb dhe nuk ndjeja lodhje, megjithat\u00eb nuk kisha\nfuqi t\u00eb k\u00ebrceja, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb k\u00ebrcyen ata t\u00eb dy her\u00eb s\u00eb bashku e her\u00eb me t\u00eb tjer\u00eb.\nN\u00eb disa momente m\u2019u duk se ata ishin shum\u00eb t\u00eb af\u00ebrt, por nuk doja ta mundoja\nveten edhe me xhelozi, sepse kisha mjaft dhimbje t\u00eb tjera. U kthyem n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi\ndhe ai mendim m\u00eb iku nga mendja. Gjat\u00eb q\u00ebndrimit n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, isha mir\u00eb. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb\nmotra m\u2019u afrua e dukej se di\u00e7ka e mundonte. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– H\u00eb mi, \u00e7far\u00eb ke? \u00c7\u2019do m\u00eb\nthuash?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Nuk e di n\u00eb b\u00ebj mir\u00eb q\u00eb ta them, por ti\nduhesh t\u00eb m\u00eb kuptosh. E di q\u00eb edhe pak e do sh\u00ebrohesh. Jeta do t\u00eb vazhdoj\u00eb, ti\nje i pash\u00ebm dhe do t\u00eb ec\u00ebsh n\u00eb jet\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– S\u2019po kuptoj asgj\u00eb! – i thash\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Dua t\u00eb t\u00eb them q\u00eb nuk pse rri i lidhur\ngjithmon\u00eb me nj\u00eb. Them t\u00eb sh\u00ebrohesh dhe pastaj ke mund\u00ebsi zgjedhjeje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Asgj\u00eb nuk po kuptoj. – i thash\u00eb, edhe pse e\ndija se \u00e7\u2019do t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte. – Mendohu edhe nj\u00ebher\u00eb e ma thuaj shkurt \u2013 i thash\u00eb\nsi me shaka, sepse e shikoja q\u00eb ishte n\u00eb siklet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo iku me m\u00ebdyshje\nnga dhoma tjet\u00ebr. E dija se \u00e7\u2019do t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte. E dija se Ana dhe Mondi\nishin afruar shum\u00eb. N\u00eb fakt, isha i irrituar brenda vetes, por po mundohesha ta\nshtypja k\u00ebt\u00eb sepse kisha frik\u00ebn e s\u00ebmundjes. Nga stresi, kisha frik\u00eb se ajo do\np\u00ebrparonte. P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb, u k\u00ebrkova prind\u00ebrve nj\u00eb psikologe s\u00eb cil\u00ebs i tregova \u00e7do gj\u00eb\ndhe ajo m\u00eb d\u00ebgjonte me kujdes. Ishte nj\u00eb psikologe shum\u00eb e p\u00ebrkushtuar dhe m\u00eb\nndihmoi shum\u00eb. Edhe pse kisha shum\u00eb dyshime, An\u00ebs dhe Mondit nuk u kisha th\u00ebn\u00eb\nende. U shtrova p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb spital dhe k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb, ishte nj\u00eb tmerr i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb. Do\nt\u00eb filloja kimioterapine, q\u00eb ishte shum\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb dhe me pasoja, sepse do t\u00eb m\u00eb\nbinin flok\u00ebt. Ana m\u00eb vinte \u00e7do dit\u00eb dhe asgj\u00eb nuk kishte ndryshuar n\u00eb p\u00ebrkujdesjen\ne saj ndaj meje. Po ashtu, edhe Mondi, por tashm\u00eb e shihja se ata dilnin bashk\u00eb\nose prisnin q\u00eb t\u00eb vinte tjetri e iknin bashk\u00eb. Kjo ndikonte n\u00eb \u00e7ast\nte sh\u00ebndeti im, por psikologia ime m\u00eb nxirrte nga kjo situat\u00eb. Pas shum\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekjesh,\narrita t\u00eb b\u00ebhesha mir\u00eb. Edhe pse Ana p\u00ebrkujdesej p\u00ebr mua, nuk e doja pran\u00eb. E\ndashuroja, por nuk mund t\u00eb rrija m\u00eb me t\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Erdhi nj\u00eb moment\nkur isha i sigurt\u00eb se e kisha mundur s\u00ebmundjen time, s\u00eb bashku me prind\u00ebrit, An\u00ebn,\nMondin, gjith\u00eb shok\u00ebt. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb m\u00eb kishin ndenjur pran\u00eb. Pas k\u00ebsaj, jeta ime\nishte e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb. Nuk mund t\u00eb m\u00ebsohesha me shok\u00ebt e me gjith\u00e7ka\ntjet\u00ebr. Isha i frenuar nga ila\u00e7et q\u00eb ishin vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb kok\u00ebrr n\u00eb dit\u00eb, por\nnuk duhej t\u00eb pija alkool e duhet t\u00eb b\u00ebja jet\u00eb t\u00eb rregullt e t\u00eb rrept\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb i th\u00ebrrita\nt\u00eb dy te sht\u00ebpia ime An\u00ebn e Mondin dhe ua thash\u00eb n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha \u00e7far\u00eb\nmendoja. Ata u shokuan. Nuk u kishte shkuar n\u00eb mendje se un\u00eb e dija dhe\nbetoheshin se nuk kishte ndodhur asgj\u00eb mes tyre. Ata vet\u00ebm p\u00eblqeheshin dhe\ndhimbja p\u00ebr s\u00ebmundjen time i kishte bashkuar. Ishte e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb ta pranonin dhe\nn\u00eb fakt, nuk e pranoi asnj\u00ebri, por un\u00eb isha i vendosur q\u00eb me Mondin nuk do t\u00eb flisja\nm\u00eb, edhe pse m\u00eb kishte sh\u00ebrbyer aq shum\u00eb e kishte ardhur \u00e7do dit\u00eb n\u00eb spital dhe\nAn\u00ebn nuk do ta shihja m\u00eb. Ata kishin mendimin se do t\u00eb s\u00ebmuresha nga m\u00ebrzitja e\nmadhe, por i sigurova se prandaj kisha psikologen. K\u00ebto ishin mendimet e asaj\ndite, por t\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto mendime tashm\u00eb kan\u00eb ndryshuar. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb me An\u00ebn\nnuk jam par\u00eb m\u00eb, sepse ajo iku me studime p\u00ebr master jasht\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb dhe nuk\ne di se \u00e7\u2019ka b\u00ebr\u00eb, por me Mondin nuk munda t\u00eb mbaj m\u00ebri. M\u00eb kujtohen net\u00ebt q\u00eb ka\nkaluar pran\u00eb meje s\u00eb bashku me n\u00ebn\u00ebn time e nuk mund ta mbyll zemr\u00ebn time p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb\nshok q\u00eb m\u00eb ka dal\u00eb v\u00eblla e shkuar v\u00ebllait.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Kjo q\u00eb po ju tregoj juve \u00ebsht\u00eb historia m\u00eb e bukur e dashuris\u00eb dhe e p\u00ebrkujdesjes q\u00eb keni lexuar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb, por me fund jo t\u00eb lumtur. Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb djal\u00eb nj\u00ebzet e pes\u00eb vje\u00e7. Para tre vjet\u00ebsh, isha shum\u00eb i s\u00ebmur\u00eb. Kisha gjithmon\u00eb dhimbje n\u00eb shpin\u00eb, por ishin t\u00eb durueshme dhe […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":22012,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[249,245],"class_list":["post-22272","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh","tag-histori","tag-mekat"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22272","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=22272"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22272\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/22012"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22272"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22272"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22272"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}