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<\/figure>\n\n\n\n\u201eTesty vy\u0161ly pozitivn\u011b.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eJe to agresivn\u00ed.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eMus\u00edme za\u010d\u00edt okam\u017eit\u011b.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Je\u0161t\u011b r\u00e1no \u0159e\u0161il \u00fapln\u011b jin\u00e9 v\u011bci. Tabulky, sch\u016fzky, term\u00edny. \u017divot b\u011b\u017eel ve sv\u00e9m zab\u011bhnut\u00e9m rytmu. A te\u010f, b\u011bhem jedin\u00e9 minuty, se v\u0161echno posunulo do jin\u00e9ho rozm\u011bru.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ne\u0161lo o n\u011bj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u0160lo o jeho mlad\u0161\u00ed sestru.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vy\u0161el z kancel\u00e1\u0159e na chodbu, ani\u017e by si vzal kab\u00e1t. Pot\u0159eboval vzduch. Schody seb\u011bhl t\u00e9m\u011b\u0159 bez dechu, vyrazil do chladn\u00e9ho podzimn\u00edho odpoledne. Lid\u00e9 kolem n\u011bj sp\u011bchali, sm\u00e1li se, telefonovali. Sv\u011bt fungoval d\u00e1l, jako by se nic nestalo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jak je mo\u017en\u00e9, \u017ee se sv\u011bt nezastav\u00ed, kdy\u017e se v\u00e1m rozpadne p\u016fda pod nohama?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ivan byl v\u017edy ten siln\u00fd. Ten, kdo \u0159e\u0161\u00ed probl\u00e9my. Kdo v\u00ed, co d\u011blat. Kdy\u017e byli mal\u00ed, dr\u017eel sestru za ruku p\u0159i prvn\u00edm dni ve \u0161kole. Kdy\u017e plakala po prvn\u00edm zklam\u00e1n\u00ed, sed\u011bl vedle n\u00ed a vysv\u011btloval, \u017ee v\u0161echno p\u0159ebol\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Te\u010f m\u011bl pocit, \u017ee \u017e\u00e1dn\u00e1 slova neexistuj\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Znovu si vybavil jej\u00ed hlas do telefonu. Sna\u017eila se zn\u00edt klidn\u011b. \u201eTo bude dobr\u00e9,\u201c \u0159ekla dokonce. Jakoby ho cht\u011bla chr\u00e1nit. Jakoby role z\u016fstaly stejn\u00e9, i kdy\u017e realita byla jin\u00e1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ivan se op\u0159el o studenou ze\u010f budovy. Srdce mu tlouklo p\u0159\u00edli\u0161 rychle. V hlav\u011b se mu rozto\u010dil koloto\u010d ot\u00e1zek. Pro\u010d ona? Pro\u010d te\u010f? Co kdy\u017e\u2026?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To posledn\u00ed si nedovolil domyslet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Zavolal j\u00ed zp\u00e1tky. Trvalo n\u011bkolik zazvon\u011bn\u00ed, ne\u017e to zvedla.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eJsem na cest\u011b k tob\u011b,\u201c \u0159ekl bez pozdravu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eNemus\u00ed\u0161 hned\u2014\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eJedu.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
V jej\u00edm byt\u011b bylo ticho. Sed\u011bla u kuchy\u0148sk\u00e9ho stolu, ruce slo\u017een\u00e9 kolem hrnku s \u010dajem. Vypadala men\u0161\u00ed, ne\u017e si ji pamatoval. Nebo to byl jen jeho strach, kter\u00fd ji zmen\u0161il.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Posadil se naproti n\u00ed. Dlouho si jen hled\u011bli do o\u010d\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eJak v\u00e1\u017en\u00e9 to je?\u201c zeptal se kone\u010dn\u011b.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pokr\u010dila rameny. \u201eV\u00e1\u017en\u00e9 dost.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ta jednoduchost ho bodla v\u00edc ne\u017e jak\u00e1koli l\u00e9ka\u0159sk\u00e1 zpr\u00e1va.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eZvl\u00e1dneme to,\u201c vydechl. Tentokr\u00e1t to nebyla fr\u00e1ze. Byla to pot\u0159eba. Pot\u0159eba n\u011bco dr\u017eet pevn\u011b, kdy\u017e se v\u0161echno ostatn\u00ed t\u0159ese.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Za\u010dali mluvit o l\u00e9\u010db\u011b. O nemocnici. O tom, kdo ji bude doprov\u00e1zet na prvn\u00ed chemoterapii. Praktick\u00e9 v\u011bci m\u011bly zvl\u00e1\u0161tn\u00ed uklid\u0148uj\u00edc\u00ed \u00fa\u010dinek. D\u00e1valy iluzi kontroly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ale kdy\u017e na chv\u00edli zmlkli, pravda z\u016fstala mezi nimi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ivan si uv\u011bdomil, jak m\u00e1lo \u010dasu spolu posledn\u00ed roky tr\u00e1vili. V\u017edycky bylo n\u011bco d\u016fle\u017eit\u011bj\u0161\u00edho. Pr\u00e1ce. Povinnosti. \u00danava. P\u0159edpokl\u00e1dal, \u017ee rodina tu prost\u011b bude. Stabiln\u00ed, nem\u011bnn\u00e1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Te\u010f pochopil, jak k\u0159ehk\u00e1 je ta p\u0159edstava.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eBoj\u00ed\u0161 se?\u201c zeptal se ti\u0161e.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sestra p\u0159ik\u00fdvla. Poprv\u00e9 j\u00ed po tv\u00e1\u0159i sklouzla slza. \u201eJo. Hrozn\u011b.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
P\u0159esunul se k n\u00ed a objal ji. Pevn\u011b, jako kdy\u017e byli d\u011bti. V tom objet\u00ed nebyla jistota v\u00edt\u011bzstv\u00ed. Byla tam sd\u00edlen\u00e1 slabost. A zvl\u00e1\u0161tn\u00ed druh s\u00edly, kter\u00fd vznik\u00e1 pr\u00e1v\u011b z n\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ivan ztuhl, kdy\u017e to sly\u0161el poprv\u00e9. Srdce mu kleslo do pr\u00e1zdna, kde nebylo nic ne\u017e strach. Ale te\u010f, kdy\u017e ji dr\u017eel v n\u00e1ru\u010d\u00ed, c\u00edtil, \u017ee to pr\u00e1zdno se pomalu pln\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ne odpov\u011b\u010fmi. Ne garancemi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Rozhodnut\u00edm b\u00fdt p\u0159\u00edtomn\u00fd.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dal\u0161\u00ed t\u00fddny byly vy\u010derp\u00e1vaj\u00edc\u00ed. Nemocnice, \u010dek\u00e1rny, v\u00fdsledky. Byly dny, kdy byl pln\u00fd nad\u011bje, a dny, kdy m\u011bl chu\u0165 k\u0159i\u010det. Ale u\u017e neut\u00edkal do pr\u00e1ce, aby nemusel myslet. Nau\u010dil se b\u00fdt tam, i kdy\u017e to bolelo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pochopil, \u017ee s\u00edla nen\u00ed o tom nem\u00edt strach. Je o tom z\u016fstat, i kdy\u017e v\u00e1s strach sv\u00edr\u00e1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jednoho ve\u010dera, kdy\u017e sed\u011bli spolu na balkon\u011b a d\u00edvali se na sv\u011btla m\u011bsta, sestra ti\u0161e \u0159ekla: \u201eJsem r\u00e1da, \u017ee t\u011b m\u00e1m.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ivan se usm\u00e1l. \u201eJ\u00e1 tebe taky.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nev\u011bd\u011bl, jak to dopadne. Nikdo to nev\u011bd\u011bl. Ale u\u017e neztuhl p\u0159i ka\u017ed\u00e9 my\u0161lence na budoucnost. Nau\u010dil se \u017e\u00edt den po dni.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A to pr\u00e1zdno, do kter\u00e9ho mu tehdy srdce kleslo, se postupn\u011b m\u011bnilo v prostor, kde rostla odvaha.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ivan ztuhl. Srdce mu n\u00e1hle kleslo n\u011bkam hluboko do pr\u00e1zdna. St\u00e1l uprost\u0159ed kancel\u00e1\u0159e, mobil st\u00e1le p\u0159itisknut\u00fd k uchu, ale hovor u\u017e d\u00e1vno skon\u010dil. Na displeji […]<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":12540,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12539","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorised"],"views":170,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12539","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12539"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12539\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12541,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12539\/revisions\/12541"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12540"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12539"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12539"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12539"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}