Mom, I’m tired".. Painful details of the final moments in the life of a Jordanian doctor abroad"

Mom, I’m tired".. Painful details of the final moments in the life of a Jordanian doctor abroad"
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The late young man Abdullah Zaid Al-Kilani, the last thing he heard was his mother’s voiceAbdullah Zaid Al-Kilani chose to be abroad to complete his specialization in radiology

The Jordanian doctor Abdullah Hussam Abdullah "Zaid Al-Kilani" passed away at the age of 29, leaving behind a void that cannot be measured by words, and a memory heavy with sadness and longing. His departure was not just a passing but a heavy moment of silence in which hearts stood still, as if time itself stopped in respect for a farewell that was not meant to be completed.

For days, his features disappeared from the place, but his voice kept echoing in the conscience of those who knew him, and his smile, which used to give those around him reassurance, turned into a warm memory that consoles those who lost him. He was close to people by nature, simple in his presence, generous in his morals, always striving to ease the pain of others, as if he forgot himself for the sake of those around him.

And in the details of the story, the deeper human side appears, in the exile of a young man who chose a path to complete his specialization in radiology in the Netherlands, at a time when the image of the grieving mother remains the most painful; a mother who saw in her son an extension of her life, and a voice that fills her days with warmth. His last moments with her were through a short call, in which he told her about his fatigue and his desire to rest. Words that, on the surface, were passing, but they turned into a farewell she did not realize at the time. Since then, the phone remained silent, while her heart refuses to believe, waiting for a voice that will not return.

A thread of hope.. was cutShe tried calling repeatedly, as if holding onto a last thread of hope, but silence was more eloquent than any answer. The waiting was harsh, tearing the soul in silence, until the news came that cannot be endured, turning the family’s life into a scene of deep sadness, where tears mix with prayer, and shock with pain, in a tragedy that words can hardly contain.

Waiting without resultIn another place, his colleagues were no less in pain; they waited for his arrival as usual, but his absence was different this time… an absence that carried no return with it. And when the apartment door was broken, the truth was harsher than could be imagined, as he passed away quietly, leaving behind a great shock, after a sudden heart attack ended his journey in this life.

Today, he returns to his homeland carried on the shoulders of his loved ones, according to what was circulated, as if he returns to be bid a final farewell among his family and friends. The funeral prayer will be held for him in a mosque that used to gather people in reassurance, before he is laid to rest in a cemetery that embraces his body, while his soul remains present in prayer and memory.

For days, the deceased has dominated the scene, as social media platforms have been buzzing with him, amid the tragedy that has become a nightmare for everyone who knew him. His quiet departure was as quiet as he was.