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102 FIRST GRAIN OF SAND the State Prosecutor and translator in order to give his assessment on whether I am mentally fit or crazy. Since the prison authorities were clearly hostile towards me, they desired the doctor to say I am mentally unfit and should be kept in the prison for a longer period of time. The doctor, however, was compelled to give the correct opinion about me, and near the end of my stay produced a writ- ten report stating that he has assessed and spoken with me many times and has concluded that I do not have any mental problems. He did highlight, however, that there were many wounds on my body that have now begun to heal after one and a half months of treatment. He concluded that I am now completely okay. Initially, a few days after arriving at the hospital, the same Turk interpreter mentioned earlier, who was also an Ahmadi, translated my words for the doctor's wife who had inquired what I wanted to eat. He then said to me in Persian that I should ask for apples and soft-boiled eggs but to avoid their milk as it wouldn't be good for me. However, they began to serve me milk and eggs every morn- ing. To adhere to the advice of my translator friend, I ate the eggs every morning but would give the milk to the other patients in front of the hospital staff. After one and a half months, my wounds had completely healed, and my weakness had subsided. While the pain in my arm was still severe and lasted for three months, I was discharged at this time to be sent back to the prison. Before departing the hospital, the Russian civil surgeon conducted a final assessment and took my last statement because his opinion and approval was necessary before I could be discharged. This assessment was very important for me and was attended not only by the civil surgeon but also his wife, a lady doctor and other doctors from the hospital.