I carry her in my arms and go down the stairs. We head to my car. Djélika opens the door for me and I put her in the back towards the hospital. During the whole trip, I kept shaking behind the wheel and looking in the back of the car from time to time to check if my mother finally woke up but still nothing. She is still unconscious. I'm stressed and not calm at all. Besides, who will remain calm in this kind of situation? When we arrive, I still carry her in my arms to enter the hospital. Doctors took over afterwards. We now have to wait for...