“I go to visit Ari in Ichilov hospital and wander from room to room with a bouquet of flowers trying to find him, but all the rooms are occupied by bald women who look like my mother, even though my mother actually died of a heart attack. When I go to the reception desk to ask where Ari is, the nurse checks the computer and tells me that he's in Tel Hashomer hospital. How can you not know where your husband's best friend is hospitalized? she scolds me and takes the flowers from me as if I had failed an exam and now all was lost. I drive to Tel Hashomer, and I even have the number of his room, twelve, but when I go inside, it's my husband lying in the bed, hooked up to an IV, his eyes closed, and Ari is sitting at his bedside saying to me: I'm sorry, you arrived too late. I cry hysterically in the dream, not understanding how they had managed to hide the truth from me all that time.” HumorDreams Book:L'ultima intervista Source: L'ultima intervista