Sunday, March 26, 2006

Lazy Sundays..



I drove fast. I was late. My gut burned. There had been no time for breakfast. My PMS didn’t help.

It was Sunday. And I was on duty.. For the next twenty four hours.

I had got up late. The aftermath of a late Saturday night watching the idiot box..

My maid takes off on Sundays.

Some damn pipe had broken in the city. There had been water shortage. The milk had curdled on boiling. My boys had hated the breakfast I had fixed in a jiffy. . The house was in a mess...

I knew it would be worse when I came back.. With only three members of the male species left alone for twenty four hours in the house it was bound to be..

Peeps sat and sulked.. He always does when I am on Sunday duty..


The railway gate was shut… I waited impatiently. My hands drummed on the steering wheel. I noticed that my nail polish was chipped.. My irritation mounted. I hate going around with chipped nail polish.. looks so unprofessional..

I watched the people returning home from the Sunday mass and Sunday shopping.. There was a lazy air about them.. I felt envious..

‘Damn.!.’ I was twenty minutes late..Dr Laksmi whom I am supposed to relieve would be furious by now..’

‘Hmm.. The gate was being opened..'

My irritation mounted further as I waited for the confusion to be over.. Auto rickshaws and two wheelers ran crisscross e trying to poke in.. Engines roared.. Horns blared..

I drove faster.. Past the hospital gates.. Towards my parking slot that I guarded jealously..

That was when that the boy ran in front of my car.

My feet jammed on the brakes.. Fast. My heart hammered.. I was sweating.. Adrenalin through my body already burning with PMS.

The young child was running towards a well dressed young woman who was standing by the window of a car.. Chatting to the people in it.. And she had not noticed anything..!

I parked the car and got out. I felt furious. But other than staring at the group maleovalantly there was no time to give them the tongue lashing they deserved..

And my doc act in the hospital is always calm.. and controlled..

Dr Laksmi was waiting.. Impatiently.. I murmured my apologies without giving her any eye contact..
‘Anything special..?’

Op patients would be waiting .. I proffered to attend to them before taking ward rounds.. Being a lazy Sunday, I was the only doc in the block.

‘Yes. One RTA case.. Head injury is suspected.. General condition is bad.. CT scan report is expected any time now.’

I decided to see that patient first.

He was in a bad shape.. Drowsy.. In shock..Multiple injuries.. .. Broken ribs..
I checked his vital signs.. Hmmmm... Ok..

The CT report was brought to me..

OMG..! Extra dual bleed...!

I needed to talk to the relatives.. He should be shifted to a higher center with facility for neuro surgery.. Blood had to be arranged..

I noticed her as I walked out of the ICU…. The young well dressed woman I had noticed in the drive way.. My lips tightened.. I had no time for that irresponsible woman..

She was coming to me.

Close up, the lovely face looked tired.. Her eyes were swollen.. The face flushed. The smartly cut hair needed a wash..

‘Doc how is my husband..?’

‘ Your husband..?’ I was confused .. I had thought that she had come to thank me.. And apologize for her carelessness..

‘Hmm.. Mr. Sharma..’

‘Mr. Sharma..? ‘I was confused..

Then it dawned to me .. OMG..! The RTA case..!

‘Yes doc.. We are from Mumbai.. Came here for a holiday.. Was on the way to Kovalam when the accident occurred..’I don’t know anybody here.. '

She looked bewildered and tired..

‘Oh..! The poor poor girl..’

‘But to whom was u talking in the drive way..?’

‘ The local rotary club members.. My father is a senior member.. He told me to contact the local club..’

‘Blood has to be arranged fast .. He has to be shifted .. I don’t know any hospital here..’

No wonder she had not noticed her toddler dash in front of my car..

Remorse coursed through my body.. I had been so quick to judge her.. Condemn here for being careless..’

Absent maid…. Curdled milk…. Chipped nail polish…. Messy house…. Loss of a lazy Sunday.. None of it was an excuse for being late.. And driving so fast especially in the hospital compound where I am not supposed to honk the horn..

I badly wanted to help..

“Don’t worry, we will help you.. First tell me what your husband’s blood group is”

‘O negative..’ ‘I know that it is a rare group.. ‘

My blood curdled..!

Holy Mary Mother of God..!!

‘O negative ..?’ I stammered.

I remembered my son as I had left him today morning.. Sprawled on the ground.. Reading the Sunday newspapers scattered around him..

Gautam’s blood group is O negative..

O negative.. Universal donor..

But can receive blood only from another O negative person..

And searching for his rare group.. In an emergency.. In a strange place is my deepest dread..

As it is for my mom.

Cos mine is B negative.. Another rare one..

But I would be able to help her.. My close friend owns a blood bank .. I smiled at her.. Calmly..

22 comments:

jaguu said...

:)

SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!I am sure you helped them as much as anyone can.Hmmm did this happen today???? I am O-ive but just a matter of Ocean away.. :(.Please do update on how everything went...God Bless!!

silverine said...

God!!! You guys have to make split second decisions, confront the patients with bad news and so much more!!! Thank god for people like you. I have always liked doctors, the moment a doctor walks in you know you are in good hands. I hope Mr Sharma survives. I know he will, he is good hands :)

Mind Curry said...

man..that was intense..i hope everything goes well.. and i agree, the hands that took care of him were safe and blessed. great going doc!

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LI said...

The post was so vivid . Hope the patient got bllod and he will get well soon.

lash said...

i am not sure what to comment here. i hope the guy is okay now.

Alexis Leon said...

Doc, that was very nice of you to help the lady in distress. I am sure that Mr. Sharma is getting better. I wish there were many more like you in your profession. May God give you strength and courage to continue the good work you are doing...

quills said...

That was a great post. I guess just another day in the life of a doctor.I admire you doctors for your courage, your persistence, your quick thinking and your selfless work.

I hope Mr Sharma is okay now.

KT said...

That's what docs do!
Sounds like an eventful sunday.
Was pretty intense towards the end.

Geo said...

Super chill narration.
Its as if I was traveling with you on the car :_)

Btw, hope u wont find too many cows in your stable when you return :_))

Dawn....सेहर said...

ur smile gave a relief in reality :) believe me...as I was reading u made me on my toes :D....
good that all will end well :D

cheers

the Monk said...

all things considered, it must be very rewarding to do what you do...kepp going, doc...

hope and love said...

mr sharma is ok now.. he was shifted to the sree chithra institute.. blood was arranged.. and their relatives flew in the next day..
i thought il share how my experience proved that how our perceptions and personal problems makes us judge and condemn others wrongly..
and im surprised that all of u praised me.. id thought that id be battered...
:))

Arunima said...

I just rushed through it to see what came next and it left me saying Oh Thank God!!!

lovely post Doc.

esvee said...

Na..na..na..we all conspired to batter you later after confirming that Mr.Sharma has survived and is doing fine. :-P

Good work,Doc. World sure need more docs like you.

take care

>|' ; '| said...

man...i m scared of rta's.2 friends had one just 2 days ago. he needed some 8 pts of blood.thankfully he was o+, and every kinda blood is there at college..i hope that sharma is ok nw.

Maya Cassis said...

phew...i know what that feels like.you have described it with as much intensity as possible.
great job!chin up.forget the nail polish...mine's chipped too.i understand the irritation you feel towards a slightly unkempt appearance.and yes,why doesn't God give us lady docs a pass for not having to go through PMS.it would sure help a lot
i hate dealing with RTA's,the family...esp serious head injury cases

Sonia said...

you have a nerve-racking job! don't beat yourself up for being upset. you had a tough day.

and you did an awesome job in spite of all the tensions.

Sujit said...

you are too good a doc..!! A decision in a sec from bad-good!! and with a smile even thouh its hard!.. Man! you people are greaat!!

pophabhi said...

Always maintained one thought - If someone deserves the best, they are military and doctors. Hats Off, Doc. Its just when we hear it from you, do we know how small we are!!

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