Have you even been hospitalized? No? Then you haven’t experienced
the most wonderful part of your life. Yes you yet to be feel the deepest care
and love from your loved ones.
It was a Friday mid night I had felt the symptoms of fever a
heavy fever, I know there was nothing to do from Bangalore and I off to native on
very next day. The journey which I went through would be the toughest journey I
ever had. Traveling the night with a heavy fever is such a difficult task, but
I was much more comfortable as I was traveling to home (the safest place in
the world) – I know there I would get remedy for all the deceases. As soon as I
reach home I had been taken to a nearby doctor – his initial treatment can be
described as a hide and seek play with fever. It went away whenever I had
medicine and it came back after some times.
It took 3days for my doctor suggest a hospitalization in my
case, that news SHOCKED me, but when time passes I have realized the reality
and prepared myself to be in hospital. I and my father went to the nearby
hospital with the prescription provided by the doctor and we met another Doctor
over there and he also agreed with my doctor’s decision- yes I should be hospitalized :(. Here my first
hospitalization story begins.
Now I and father are in hospital my father standing in a
queue to get the medicines prescribe by the doctor, since it was a first day
the main medicines were bunch of glucose bottles. I didn’t get the special room
so I had admitted in the General ward on that day and made myself comfortable
by counting the drips from glucose bottle. By the time almost all my close
relatives were reached in the hospital, they had bought a different types of
fruits and I tried to eat an orange, on the very moment I realized that how
danger my fever was – I vomited whatever I ate for the day and fainted in the
washroom.
That was first time I met her – she had come to change my glucose
bottle. A girl with an average looking with an awesome caring smile - She was a
typical Kerala girl. Yes I had found a reason to be here – sounds funny but
interesting. But it didn’t last long, my parents were trying to get a separate
room and it got sanctioned in the evening and I had moved to an entirely
different block of the hospital. Somehow I spend that night – it was difficult
to sleep when the syringe on the hand and realizing and something going inside
your blood, I waited till glucose got over and drifted to most uncomfortable
sleep of my life.
The light touched on my face with a sign of new morning. It
was almost 8 am and wake up from the bed and went near to the window. I was
surprised by seeing the world in front of - a river which is flowing towards
sea and it is piecing together with sea and in between I could see an old
bridge that had broken down at one side and fishermen are sailing their boat
beneath the bridge and rest of the scene filled with coconut tree. I am not
good in visualization but the view was thousand times better than I described. I
felt sorry for not have a good camera to capture such a wonderful scene.
The visual I had seen gave me good energy but still I was
uncomfortable with the things happening to me. A complete day I didn’t go
anywhere beyond the hospital premises and I have had food restriction (I might
survive if I could have had anything). It would take almost a week to leave the
hospital, I was shocked by hearing the words from doctor and the very moment I
have decided to plan something to make my week fruitful.
It was early morning of my second of hospitalization day - I
woke up by seeing a nurse by keeping herself ready to take an injection, soon
after the injection she didn’t forget to take my blood for testing. Since it
was my first experience I was quite worried, then it became a usual routine.
Yes I suffered a little now let me tell you the most
wonderful part of my hospitalization or why I really loved those days more than
anything. My father did feed me <3, yes may be after 20 years
he did feed me with the same care and love he had when I was 3 or less than that.
I just started feeling new breeze in the premises where I didn’t like to stay.
In the afternoon it was mom’s turn to do the same :).
The day I have realized that most amazing moment in our life is to be loved that
was best moment I ever had in my life [kudos to fever].
Day’s passes I was getting more and more reason to stay back
in the hospital. It was my 5th day, doctor gave green signal to eat
fish, but still restriction for rest of the non Veg. It is better to have
something than nothing. Here it comes the love which I never experienced-
let me introduce the person first. He is my youngest uncle and he is the only
one who beaten me in the childhood. I was really eager to have fish, all I
did soon after I get the green signal was waiting for afternoon. I walked
through the verandah, my mom had noted my restlessness and I revealed my situation.
At last my uncle had come with my favorite fish curry. That evening my aunt had
told my mom that uncle had traveled till town to get my favorite fish, on that
moment I had realized that he has taken that opportunity to show the love he
had kept inside the heart.
The day had come up, my doctor checked my sixth blood result
and he gave a clean sheet. I was happy, no I was sad – I was afraid to lose the
care and fun I had at the hospital beyond all these I started missing someone
who wasn’t part of my story at all – the nurse whom I described in the
beginning. But by the time I was matured enough to realize that I couldn’t see a
nurse care as Love and it is her. But I really don’t want to give up so I have
decided to come back and propose her – not now definitely later.
I left the hospital premises – my mind was filled with the
awesome memories I had. When the car started moving forward I have realized
that I started pushing the wonderful part of my life to memories.
The day I started viewing the life in a positive angle I
just started loving the hospitalization. I started experiencing a new phase of
my life. The fever had taught a new lesson. Whenever I feel I lost everything I
do start thinking the good things around me.
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