Aug 05, 1999
It was 4 years ago and Thursday morning when I open my eyes in a hospital in Florence.
I checked my body and I saw myself almost O.K. a little bit of headache and with the good sign of living alive!
I could not recall what happened to me. I was happy that I am alive and there is no bad news for my mother to hurt her. I don’t owe anybody and that’s O.K.
Nurses were coming to me. They were 3, looking at me and smiling. I had immediately remembered that, the day was Thursday August 5, and I said in Italian:
Oggi e agosto cinque, sono Reza and they said: Sabrina, Janny and Maria.
Janny understood that I am not Italian and told me:
Don’t be worried you are O.K. now. You had an accident and they brought you here last night, late night. We don’t know anything about you.
I asked: what happened to my friend? How was the accident when and with whom or which vehicle? Was it a car accident or?
They didn’t know anything and I fell that I am alone. I could recall everything up to couple of days ago and tried to call to Andrea. Somebody offered me cigarette which is usually forbidden in the hospitals, when I was in Balcony and gaze to the view in front of the room. I remembered that I had quit!
During lunch time I received two visitors, my colleague and one Italian friend. They told me the story of accident that it happened when I went out of the hotel for jugging. When I was crossing the street, a lady who was driving one Fiat, hit me. The first report saying that a car hit a walker, the car destroyed and the walker died!
That was unbelievable but true! When the car hit me I went up and when I was going to the glass by my face I turned suddenly my face and hit the roof by my head and break the glass by shoulder! That was something that the driver told me 2 months later.
The doctor and all the medical team in the hospital were surprised and they could not believe that I do everything by myself and nothing happened to me. They want to relate it somehow to my religion and they said that only god could save me like that.
The day after, Friday they took another M.R.R. and they told my head is O.K. and there was only one blood spot less than one micron that should be absorbed within 2 -3 weeks. It had been done.
The attack of yesterday took me to the adventures that I had and there are more than 10 but on top of them is the above mentioned one.
About Me
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- Born on May 2nd in a small town of Gilan province in north of Iran names Soume'eh Sara.I was 6 years old, when my family decided to move to Rasht. So, a scene of a house with a big never end garden in front of a large hall,which was my world up to that age, remains as a memory of my childhood in Soume'eh Sara!Rasht was a new discovery and new world.I learnt to take my own place in a new society! That was the first challenge for a boy to upgrade himself in a higher level in life style! After the high school,I qualified to study in university in Tehran. A new migration! And now, living in this metropolis, doing businesses in Stone sectors and construction.It became a habit for me to try a new experience in a new society! The discovery of ninety decade was Carrara, in Tuscany where is a marble town located between Alp ranks and Mediterranean sea.These years Marina Di Carrara, is my second home! However for a professional traveler, it might be so difficult to emphasize where is his favorite place for living!
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