Life&death;my experience in Galveston

Last weekend, we went to Galveston for a short trip with two of my friends, Aly and Mohammad. We joined to our host, Mary, who rented an apartment in Galveston and is spending summer vacation with her mother and her son, Ali. Mary married a Turkish man and I know her from Turkish dance performances at SMU.

Now, there were 3 Alis at a home and Mary had a hard time to call us. Finally, she came up with an idea and call us Ali M., Ali K. and Aly F. which second letter is the initial of our family names. Mary's mom was a sweet 85 years old grandmother who was quite healthy. I was wondering how life looks like in that age and a lot of questions raising in my mind and was looking for an opportunity to ask her.

Saturday morning we went to a beautiful beach of Galveston, I mean people who were laying down on the beach! we enjoyed surfing on the waves with the boards that Mary gave us for a while. we came back to home and got ready for lunch. Sea food was a natural choice and we went to a nice restaurant with Mary. I was sitting in front of Mary's mom and amazed that she can eat whatever she wants in her age. I asked her if she goes to gym for exercise and she said yes. "How is life in this age?" I asked."it's good, I try to live like a teenager everyday" she replied. "a lot of people in my age are afraid of death, but there is no choice" she continued.

Saturday afternoon, we went for crabbing while Mary's mom stayed at the home. we prepared the nets and stood up on the rocks near the beach and tossed the net on the wavy beach. Ali, Mary's son was lucky to catch 4 crabs, but I wasn't that lucky since the sea was to wavy. it was becoming dark and we came back to Mary's apartment. We saw some ambulances with turning lights."There are ambulances everywhere in this city" I said. Suddenly, Mary jumped off the car and ran towards her apartment. "Everything is OK" a man on the apartment door told Mary. They came out of apartment with Mary' mom with some blood on her body on the emergency chair. Everybody was terrified. Suddenly, I remembered our talk about life with her some hours ago. Apparently, she fell down on the floor and hit the wall on the head. We got the emergency room address from rescue team and went there which was at UTMB which stands for University of Texas Medical Branch. Mary's mom arrived in emergency room as soon as we reached there. we had a chance to talk to her and she looked fine, however her heart bits increased. we realized she was terrified a little since she was in emergency room and I thought it makes sense since it's not a friendly place. we saw a frustrated couple waiting for doctor hours and hours. I got to this conclusion that if you have a serious problem, I doubt they can help you, so just keep yourself healthy.

Fortunately, Mary's mom released that night and she could sleep in the apartment instead of that unpleasant emergency room. Tomorrow morning, we were having breakfast and were talking about last night. "do you know what my doctor's name was?", Mary's mom asked me. "I am curious to know" I replied." His name was Ali!" she told.