Saksham Hospitalised
A green emerald cycle thriving along the sides of empty road to
reach a place which promises some relief. The roads are trying to pace down the
speed of cycle. Wait, not because I am writing something metaphorical here.
Instead, rider doesn’t have time to fill air even though pump is available at
every 100 yards.
The above picture is of the most beautiful campus IITG. The guy sitting beside is me. Yes, it is Saksham, the same guy who is repeating this feat again and again all over 4 months, only to receive a merciless injection or a heavy dosage of drugs. Pardon, medicine.
I was having stone in my gall bladder. A very common phenomenon these days, owing to calorific food and complete laziness (barring studies). But the problem escalates and the situation matters when you are in studying in one of the premier IITs.
Back into 2012, I came to know about my gall stone after a meeting with jaundice and then sudden weight loss. Many people promise, it’s a common thing.
So I relied on the beliefs. After all, it’s my 12th class. Who has time to think?
Back into business, I dropped to prepare for JEE – Adv. Exam confronting family pressure to join NIT (had never thought to clear JEE before).To my good luck , I managed to get a rank and seat in IITG. But who knows (although shastris whom my mother always believed upon had predicted before. I can’t comment further.)
The above picture is of the most beautiful campus IITG. The guy sitting beside is me. Yes, it is Saksham, the same guy who is repeating this feat again and again all over 4 months, only to receive a merciless injection or a heavy dosage of drugs. Pardon, medicine.
I was having stone in my gall bladder. A very common phenomenon these days, owing to calorific food and complete laziness (barring studies). But the problem escalates and the situation matters when you are in studying in one of the premier IITs.
Back into 2012, I came to know about my gall stone after a meeting with jaundice and then sudden weight loss. Many people promise, it’s a common thing.
So I relied on the beliefs. After all, it’s my 12th class. Who has time to think?
Back into business, I dropped to prepare for JEE – Adv. Exam confronting family pressure to join NIT (had never thought to clear JEE before).To my good luck , I managed to get a rank and seat in IITG. But who knows (although shastris whom my mother always believed upon had predicted before. I can’t comment further.)
The drama of my tryst and business with medicines started before my
first mid-sem. And again before end semester. I went to home in my first winter
holidays and came back, this time with exceptionally ultimate confidence.
Exactly during my first week of semester, I felt an extreme headache. Not an orthodox one, but somewhere related to eyesight weakness. I managed to get back into work after a week, leaving classes and labs for mother’s sake.
Again just like previous semester , I felt stone pain before mid and end semester exams.
Exactly during my first week of semester, I felt an extreme headache. Not an orthodox one, but somewhere related to eyesight weakness. I managed to get back into work after a week, leaving classes and labs for mother’s sake.
Again just like previous semester , I felt stone pain before mid and end semester exams.
Pain:
This simple word is simply used by everyone. Even it remained my pet word , although I used it to hide my cause of problems behind this pain.
Papaaa.
Haan , Munna aur kya kar raha hai ?
Haan , Munna aur kya kar raha hai ?
Papaaa ji , mujhe …
Haan kya hua ?
Haan kya hua ?
Mujhe naa firse pain ho rahi hai. (After hearing these words, my mother won’t
stop sobbing.)
Although the conversation is normal looking as I talk
formal always. But, parents knew what is going to happen know. The rest 10 day
drama goes like this:
Starting with a 2 day constipation, I felt something is
going to happen AGAIN. In the classroom, a sudden freaking pinching pinch just
above my navel. I made myself assurance, not again. Again the same pinch after
some minutes. After a few strokes of pain, my mind diverted. Now, second class.
The same pinch, centred in a small area. Now, I will have to leave. Excuse me,
Ma’am can I leave? OF course. Riding fast my cycle, I dropped myself hard into
room and then into bed. Shuffling my position after every 20 seconds. Tough to
stand up and gulp water with some medicine. My parents knew the things already as
I told them same morning. The series of phone calls started now.
Handover the phone to Deepak. Find out where the XXX,YYY,ZZZ,….medicine is?
Give him 2 tablets, 1 tea spoon.
Now, my periods of small naps and then shift in posture must have happened hundreds of times. For the first time I started hating 3 time food-eating task! As I had to eat that yellow dal with chappati brought by my friend. After every chunk, that pain grew fiercer. Somehow managing this 30 minutes ordeal, now it’s time to step into period of non-oblivion half sleep.
Handover the phone to Deepak. Find out where the XXX,YYY,ZZZ,….medicine is?
Give him 2 tablets, 1 tea spoon.
Now, my periods of small naps and then shift in posture must have happened hundreds of times. For the first time I started hating 3 time food-eating task! As I had to eat that yellow dal with chappati brought by my friend. After every chunk, that pain grew fiercer. Somehow managing this 30 minutes ordeal, now it’s time to step into period of non-oblivion half sleep.
I never felt I was really sleeping in night. In the
background, pain was continuously emerging out. It was morning outside. Papa
called me to receive the same answer, Yes the pain is there.
Thus trying for 3-4 days, the self-medication strategy, it’s time to visit hospital, 1 km away.
Thus trying for 3-4 days, the self-medication strategy, it’s time to visit hospital, 1 km away.
In my (first) visit, after travelling in ambulance, I
confronted an immature practitioner who gave me immature medicines as he though
it is just a PAIN. I was out of time, so no CMO available.
After the same cycle of ordeal filled day and night, I found CMO .This time he wrote a long list of medicine as I explained him about my gall stone. Eventually, I have no pain after 8-9 days.
But who can forget the classes missed, labs unattended, medicines and tears of my overt emotional mother (as she explains me when I am in home).
After the same cycle of ordeal filled day and night, I found CMO .This time he wrote a long list of medicine as I explained him about my gall stone. Eventually, I have no pain after 8-9 days.
But who can forget the classes missed, labs unattended, medicines and tears of my overt emotional mother (as she explains me when I am in home).