In the opening words to the shaky book "The Riddle of Suffering", Roni Redman described the reality of the lives of those dealing with illness and health difficulties.
Years ago he wrote that alongside medical coping, inpatients are also forced to come to terms with the indifference to their fate on the part of those in the parallel universe, the universe of healthy people: "You look at the other, normal world, and ask how? How can you accept that there are people living here without knowing "? Without knowing that within touching distance, a war is being waged, a battle is being fought for every breath, a battle is being fought for an independent walk to the bathroom. A man's battle is being fought to be normal."
I remembered Ronnie's words when I was summoned last week for an unplanned outing into the sick world.
The medical reasons I spent in a Jerusalem hospital will be cured and time will forget, but for the scar of consciousness that the long stay of the long stay burned in the emergency room, which is overcrowded - there is no cure and no cure.
The experience is hard to describe in words.
It is difficult to explain, to those who have not experienced the distress firsthand, the appearance of the long, narrow and endless corridor outside the emergency room, which has become an integral part of the hospital's outpost due to the circumstances.
The beds are neatly arranged on both sides, almost glued to each other, with the patient touching the patient, sighing with a sigh.
Without maneuverability and without privacy, anxious patients, helpless family members and medical staff are forced to maneuver in an overflowing space, and their hands are, at times, too short to save.
The human tangle is reminiscent of medieval paintings depicting the aftermath of a horrific plague.
The concentrated human suffering is reminiscent of medieval paintings depicting the underworld itself.
Despair is in the air.
Here our bodies lie in a long, long line.
The death records created by the corona should have produced general systems robbery.
The struggle for life itself, for the only irreplaceable resource, was supposed to be at the top of government priorities.
The Minister of Health had to stand in the line of fire and blood and devote all his abilities to providing solutions to the collapsing health system.
Surprisingly, the government representatives elected to take care of the public welfare are not interested in what is happening in the hospitals under their noses.
In the worst case, they actually strive to market repression and demonstrable lack of interest.
To death they refuse to look directly, and as a result we are all forced to lower our eyes.
When a senior political source (guess who?) Briefed last week directly from Bahrain and noted that Israel's response to the fifth wave of the corona "was a huge success", and when the finance minister is very important to note that he is "completely complete" with the deaths of more than a thousand patients in this wave. The gap between what is happening in the sick world and the "I think" political districts cannot be bridged.
In their statements, our current elected officials make it clear that the fate of those lying in the disintegrating wards does not concern them, and that the reality in which 10,000 corona patients have already died they have managed to wave, as if it were an annoying Anopheles mosquito.
The government's refusal to deal with the health crisis is an attempt to fight and deny the consciousness of reality itself.
Alas for all of us if reality is the one that ultimately loses.
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