Osteoarthritis: A Short Story

I was in my bedroom shuffling through folders and notebooks, preparing for the next day of school. The phone in the living room rang: once, twice, three times, peregrinating to voicemail, as I leaped out of my chair to answer it. I visually examined the caller ID, it was a call with a 961 area code, emanating from my hometown of Lebanon. I sprinted to my father with the phone in hand.
My father jubilantly greeted my grandmother, “hello mama,” how are you. As she replied to him, I descried my father’s grin of exhilaration turn into a frown of disappointment. I noticed a change in tone, I knew something was wrong. The next thing that I saw was a sight that I have never seen nor have I ever thought I would ever live to see, it was a tear that rolled down my father’s cheeks. My father was and remains quite possibly the toughest individual that I know, experiencing his sentiment was a testament of…
The news that he received really resonated within him,
As soon as he hung up the phone, I asked him, “What is going on, baba?” He told me that my grandfather’s severe Osteoarthritis (OA) has got the best of him and due to having a knee replacement surgery at an old age, it affected the cardiac muscle in his heart, which caused his heart to give out just 48 hours removed from the surgery. All my life, I have always looked up …show more content…
The developed treatment was assessed on an individual in the community suffering from severe Osteoarthritis similar to my grandfather’s condition, and the inflammation produced in her knee has been significantly reduced since then. According to her orthopedic surgeon, “the inflammation reduced is unheard of, and is a testament of what is to come in the medical industry.” It was viewed as a