Friday night was a nerve-wrecking one! When you know you are in for a surgery, however small or big, the next day, a person like me cannot get much sleep. And to top it, you are told to reach the hospital at 8 in the morning! I don't remember reaching any place that early, except school and basketball sessions!
Nevertheless, Friday night had me making calls to my dearies and irritating them to the hilt with my fears for a surgery! Amidst all this, I was constantly praying that all this passes soon and I get better! The fear got the better of me and robbed me of a restful sleep that night. Waking that early was a chore and more so was getting dressed to check into a hospital!!! How I was still wishing for a miracle to happen!
We reached the hospital well 30 minutes past 8 and went straight to the admission counter. The person out there tells us that there were no rooms available, rather beds, and that we 'd have to wait for the discharges to happen which would be post 11 am. I sighed. It felt like a receptionist telling us that there are no rooms available in their hotel, while we go on one of our adventurous, fun, teen trips! I sure didn't know that I needed to book a bed for myself for a well-planned surgery!
We called my doctor who asked me to check into the Day Care for like she said, the surgery was a must!!! We marched to the second floor where I made the in-charge speak to my doctor and who BLATANTLY refused me a room or bed as he had none either! WOW! It was getting exciting! During all of this, I realized that I have not had severe pain after Thursday and I was feeling much better than two days back and that I felt that I could go on with some more conservative treatment instead of having to undergo a surgery. And then it struck - Was it God's way of answering all those prayers straight from the heart when I cried and wished that I am saved from this surgery?!
We discussed it with my doctor, who agreed to give it more time as the frequency of the nasty pain had decreased. She said that she will do a check-up again after 3-4 days and unless I have that excruciating pain, we would not have to take the last resort!
So, we returned to the comfort of my little home. It was bliss! To spend a Saturday in the familiar walls of your own home, instead of a gloomy hospital room is a blessing. Though I spent the day resting and ensuring not to exert myself lest the dreadful pain returns.
And yes, all your prayers and wishes worked miraculously! They have saved me from a surgery (Am I blowing the trumpet too early, keeping in mind that I still have the verdict pending?!). But believe me, I feel and am relieved, while I cross my fingers that the pain stays far away from me! I feel weak, but that can still be taken care of with a good diet. I can actually see people, who know me personally, frowning while reading those words!
Nevertheless, I am feeling a lot better and hope I do not have to go through this surgery. Thank you, blogdosts, for all your kind words, prayers and wishes. They worked!!!
It's already almost the mid of the month (Lower thy brow....I did say almost!) and this would be my first post! Before I give in any excuses, I'd tell you that I'll be equally infrequent here for the rest of the month too! Well, nothing to really say much about it here, but I have been making some new friendships lately and they are keeping me and will keep me quite occupied. And before you go on to guess about my new found interest's', let me be the first to tell you. Yeah, it's the doctors and medicines and hospitals again!
You know what! I have been gifted with this really superb thing of having some new (and unheard of!) ailment every once in a while. And at those times, when I may rejoice for not having fallen sick and visited a hospital for sometime, darkness looms and I find myself struggling with a sickness I've never heard of before! And most people around me are equally unaware!!!
This year has been special. Since Day 1, I have been visiting various specialists ensuring that they don't get out of job. There was this time when I was taking medicines for four different things from four specialists, when, one fine day, I called it quit and left having either of them altogether! The very sight of medicines was making me sick. I fared well too. Suddenly, all of those little creepy and unwanted things (read ailments) started to disappear and I felt good and healthy again, with a stronger resolution to stay that way always.
But alas, that was not to be, and here I am, with another strange, peculiar and unheard of ailment. And it only gets serious with time as after trying to treat it for sometime now, the doctor says that our last resort is a surgery!!! Yeah yeah, you got it right! I am in for a very minor surgery, which the doc says will help me recover soon. Well, the doc knows best, so I'll leave it to her to decide the best medication.
As for me, I am nervous. OK, I have been admitted to a hospital many times, but the very thought of a scalpel gives me goosebumps. Though I have asked all my colleagues to visit me with fruits and not waste money on flowers and am ensuring that all my relatives in Delhi are very much in person with me while I undergo this little ordeal. Don't get me wrong there! To avoid any sort of hassles to my near and dear ones, I have already done and completed all the necessary paperwork, and by the way, that includes getting the admission slip too!!! So, you see, I have been quite a good girl :). However, I surely need all the moral support that their presence will bring to the dull and lonely private room of the private hospital where I'm supposed to check in tomorrow morning!
But worry not, blogdosts, for I'll be back soon and will ensure that I make up for the lost time and read all that I may miss during these days.
Till then, take care and stay precious, my blogdosts :)