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Chapter 4
Nobita felt like his head would explode if he moved too much. After all, it had only been an hour or so since he woke up. He just predicted the time because his eyes had been wrapped up. The moment he had touched his eyes, a jolt of pain had shot through his head and he regretted ever doing so. His woke system was rocking and he knew that he shouldn't try to move so much. If he did, he feared that he would vomit as anesthesia was still influencing him.
He had been awake when doctors did their work and knew that it was an optical operation. And he knew that most likely they would change his eyeballs. Back in the day when his eyes were inspected, the report clearly said his sensitive optical nerves were growing weak. One day, no matter what, he would have to undergo an operation. What fascinated him, however, was that he would be looking through the eyes of someone else from now on. It was like he was not a single person now but now.
He was not only anxious but also excited. And all of it was taking a toll on him. He let the cushion envelop his head a little more and dozed off immediately.
When he woke up next, he could hear his mother's voice and he naturally relaxed. 'Nobita can you hear me?' She gently asked but he could detect concern in her tone as well. When he opened his mouth to speak, he felt his throat completely dry.
Thus, he just nodded and he could hear her sigh. She must have seen his failed attempt to speak because the next moment he could feel water relieving the dryness. When he tried to sit up, his mother pushed him down. 'Nobita, the doctor said that you need rest' His father spoke lightly and he gave up on sitting.
His mother was ruffling his hair slowly and it was quite calming but he didn't want to sleep again. 'Is Doraemon here too?' He asked hoarsely and heard 'Yeah Nobita, what's wrong?' Nobita waved his hand 'Nothing just wanted to know what has been going on and for how long I was out for' He said and waited for his reply. 'Not much happened. It has only been three days since you were admitted. Sir had informed us that you fell down the stairs and we got you here. Dekisuki and Shizuka have been visiting every single day in the evening to check up on you. We all are happy that you are okay now Nobita' He sensed the tremble in his voice and smirked.
'Don't go crying on me, you crybaby' His father chuckled while he could hear Doraemon's grunting. He chuckled and could hear the slight creak of the door before he heard 'Hello Nobita, how are you feeling?' it was probably the doctor. 'I feel fine with a little pain in my head's he spoke and the doctor gave a hmm. 'Good, nothing is out of normal. Your headache will stay with you for a while until your mind adjusts with your new eyeballs' The doctor said with a chuckle. Nobita didn't feel like chuckling but he was certainly grateful. 'Rest, for now, we will remove the first layer in a short while' He heard and nodded before he heard the creak of the door again. The doctor had probably left and he felt that his headache was subsiding. It was gradual but he felt better than before.
Before he could doze off again, he suddenly remembered something. 'Dad, what about the cost?' He asked instantly with worry. It wasn't foreign to him that optical operations cost a ton. His dad saw the expression of worry on his face and smiled 'Nobita don't worry. The cost was cut down because it's the policy of hospital if the donor is available and willing to donate with money, the cost is adjusted according to the family income' Nobita heard and asked 'Still, can we afford it easily?' His father patted his shoulder 'Yes, I can easily handle it' Upon hearing it, he sighed in relief. Thank god, I really didn't want to burden them again. He thought and nestled into the pillow.
He tried but he couldn't sleep as his mind raced with thoughts. So, someone donated these eyes without even a single penny? I didn't think such people even existed. He felt his respect increasing for this person. In a way, I owe this sight to this person. Nobita pondered on and decided, I will meet this person.