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No recuerda que hace allí, parada en la estación del tren, solo hay una sensación de soledad que le carcome toda y le provoca nauseas.
La cabeza parece palpitarle y los colores de las paredes de la estación que antes eran verde y amarillo ahora han cambiado a unas tonalidades que no sabe cómo definirlas.
Se sienta en uno de los bancos de concreto que se encuentran al fondo del andén, cerca del empalme de las dos vías y el vértigo se apodera de su cabeza provocando que todo lo que en su estómago descansa salga fuera.
Uno de los vigilantes se acerca presuroso y en minutos está rodeada de curiosos y personal de primeros auxilios, alarmados ante el inusual hecho.
El olor a alcohol penetra sus fosas nasales y una sensación de frio la embarga.
-¿Se siente bien?
-Sí, muchas gracias.
En pocos minutos está de nuevo sola.
Rastrojos de recuerdos le llegan intermitentemente.
La cara preocupada del médico que le dice algo es como una pintura surrealista que no sabe descifrar.
El repiqueteo del celular que entona una melodía que se le hace muy familiar la lleva a sacar de su bolso a este y responder.
Del otro lado escucha la voz preocupada de una joven.
-¿Mamá dónde estás?
Responde de forma autómata.
-En la estación del tren.
-No te muevas de allí, en pocos minutos llego a buscarte.
No la recuerda pero por lo visto es su hija, así que decide cumplir su pedido.
Mientras guarda el celular observa una orden del médico y extrayéndola la lee.
“Le remito a Esperanza Castillo, con diagnóstico de ependimoma para ser evaluada con la finalidad de practicarle radioterapia y quimioterapia…”
No sabe lo que es, pero coloca el rostro entre sus manos y llora.
English version
She doesn't remember what she is doing there, standing at the train station, there is only a feeling of loneliness that eats away at her and makes her nauseous.
His head seems to throb and the colors of the station walls that were once green and yellow have now changed to shades he can't quite define.
She sits on one of the concrete benches at the end of the platform, near the junction of the two tracks, and vertigo takes over his head, causing everything in his stomach to come out.
One of the guards rushes over and within minutes she is surrounded by curious onlookers and first aid personnel, alarmed by the unusual event.
The smell of alcohol penetrates her nostrils and a feeling of coldness overcomes her.
-Are you feeling well?
-Yes, thank you very much.
In a few minutes she is alone again.
Traces of memories come to him intermittently.
The worried face of the doctor who tells you something is like a surrealistic painting that you can't decipher.
The ringing of her cell phone, which plays a familiar melody, prompts her to take it out of her purse and answer.
On the other side he hears the worried voice of a young woman.
-Mom, where are you?
It responds automatonically.
-At the train station.
-Don't move from there, in a few minutes I'll be there to pick you up.
She doesn't remember her but apparently she is his daughter, so he decides to fulfill her request.
While putting the cell phone away, he notices a doctor's order and takes it out and reads it.
"I refer Esperanza Castillo, diagnosed with ependymoma to be evaluated for radiotherapy and chemotherapy..."
She doesn't know what it is, but she puts her face in her hands and cries.