Before I went to the first Chemotherapy session, I have prayed to Allah to bring down his mercy, protect me and fill me with strength. I arrived at King Hussein Cancer Center, and I was scared and panicked. I felt weak as my tears were streaming and my heart was pounding. I had the feeling that I will keep screaming in pain during the therapy session.
As they called my name, I felt scared, crying with panic written all over my face. Nadia asked me, “why are you crying?” I replied “I am afraid. This is my first session, so please, bear with me.” She warmly said, “your first session and so what? Don’t be afraid.” I looked into her face, it was filled with love, comfort, and kindness, and her warm glances made me calm down and feel comfortable. I sat on the chair to start the therapy session, she brought the needle and said “this is not the chemotherapy. It will not hurt. I said, “I have a needle phobia, so please, don’t hurt me,” she said, “I promise I will not hurt you.” She placed the needle in my hand while trying to distract me and make me laugh as if she was dealing with a child. At that moment, I realized that Allah has heard my prayers and sent me an angel of mercy who overwhelmed me with her smile.
In the next session, I suddenly found her and asked her to give me the treatment session, and she never hesitated. My eyes were full of tears, but the Nurse Nadia wiped them with her tender hand, prayed for me and made me laugh again. She kept telling me that everything is ok and continuously tried to make me feel better and that I am in a recovery session. She actually gave me the strength and hope for recovery and the world seemed to be fine because she was in it. She was kind and as pure as an angel in every sense of the word. Her tenderness exceeded the expected limit. I never saw a person like her of such kindness. She was next to me in every moment during therapy and all chemical sessions, I had come to like taking therapy session just to see and feel the hope she brings with her every time. In my final session, I felt that I would miss her. I hugged her in front of all people and cried of happiness because I knew that Allah has sent me such an angel to make me happy. When I was prescribed hormonal therapy and knew that she works at the Chemotherapy unit, I was no longer scared because I realized that she will be with me and she will make me stronger and encourage me to challenge all my fears. I can say that “her touch heals the wounded” and her kindness and warmth make me tip my hat to her. King Hussein Cancer Center is lucky to have nurses like Nadia within its staff and I was lucky to get to know her.