Friday, May 23, 2008

Stoney days of life....literally

Its been my long time wish in getting an access to swimming pool and it was realized when I moved to this place. Was happy for it but no company….guess I have this problem of not initiating something on my own. I always look for some company to start, which is no doubt BAD.

This was my second visit to this pool, most of the people come here are WELL settled financially. Me and Hasibul went for the swim. Before that I had experienced a slight pain near my left side of stomach {at left kidney to be precise}. Thought it will go off after some time and started swimming. Pain didn’t budge and once I came out I experienced more pain. I rushed to my apartment without bothering to wait for him. The pain was increasing steadily. Went to toilet pooed and peed. There was no sign of relief, pain was unbearable. I started rolling over the floor notwithstanding the pain. Tried to sleep in different positions but was of no help. I started fearing something is seriously wrong. Adding to that none of my room mates were there. Started sweating and sensed that I have to rush to the hospital. There was only one hospital I had seen nearby which was next to my office. Called up Pathak and went to hospital. There were two nurses (On Training) and a freshly graduated doctor. As expected that young doctor starting asking questions which at that moment seemed to me senseless. By that time the pain had reached to its peak and I was going crazy. Nurse needled me a pain relief drug. I insisted to call the surgeon. Doc came, asked for X-ray and Sonographic scans. The reports showed three Non-Rolling stones..:] I got so relieved hearing that. Coz I had imagined something worser…:] They gave me two options, either go back home and report tomorrow or get admitted rite now. I was in no mood to take a chance like that and got admitted immediately. Again as expected, they put me on saline. Hydrotherapy was started. I was confused….should I call them up and inform or just shut up till I get a clear picture of whatz happening in my body. Three days observation, doc said. I guessed the bill would be around 15k at higher end and I had hit the bull’s eye when saw the final bill [400 rupees less]

I was made to pee at least 8-10 times a day. Every patient lying there were expressionless. Asked my room mate to get my newly purchased unread book ‘Losing My Virginity’ an autobiography by Richard Branson. It gave me a nice company as I was about to stay in hospital for 3 more days Surprisingly most of my colleagues visited to see what happened to this chap all of a sudden. Pain disappeared the same nite and I was counting seconds to get out of that place. I just hate hospitals. May be some influence from my past. Strangely, before getting admitted to hospital, I was thinking what would be the last place on earth I would prefer to go. I was exactly in that place after 2 days. I didn’t want to be one more expression less patient. So started reading book, paper magazine whatever was available to read. After observing the way nurses taking care of patients, I learnt to plug and unplug the saline connection, regulating the flow myself... I had somewhere read that if air pocket enters the veins it can turn fatal. So I kept watching the bottle and as soon as it was about to be over I used to call the nurse. It was a self initiative to save self.

Many things were going inside my head. Should I inform them or not, if informed they will either come running here or get me back to Bangalore. Finally I convinced myself not to inform them.

I got discharged after they felt they have looted me enough. While paying the bill I was surprised about the ruthless pricing. Doc used to visit me twice a day and was charging 500 per visit. His total time spent was not more than 5 minutes in these three days.

Now if the bill can worry a person who is earning a fairly decent salary…what will the impact on low income people do who can’t afford to pay? Strongly felt that few sectors should be kept out of profit making zone.

I wouldnt have asked for a worser weekend. At the same time i recalled a sentence in the TV show, the interview of Amitabh Bachhan where he said 'Worst is not Over'