Phones started ringing at 12 and we felt finally we had a fun filled nite… Before we could take a gedi ( round ) on Delhi roads or india gate for that matter , I felt a pain in my abdomen. I asked both of my mates to head home and chill there only. Not that I am a doctor but I stopped at the chemist at 1 o clock in the night to pick up some digestives. We were in full swing by teasing each other and pulling legs on one thing on the other till I told them the pain got severe. They were still in that frame and were laughing on seeing me dancing on the bed. Not lately they realized and got up to take me to the hospital.
We reached the emergency of the hospital to know that everybody was asleep , it took 15 minutes to get every body’s attention from their sleep and 3 nurses came to give me an injection . Not that they look ugly they were talking in tamil perhaps they were also not aware of what medicine to give to stop the pain and they were playing a game to see which medicine gets the nod. Well I thanked god and went home just to realize that I am heading for a bigger hospital the next morning.
1 PM next afternoon it was diagnosed that I have appendicitis and it will get operated. I was shifted to a medium sized room to get trips of medicines. And in no time my whole family started off for the hospital. I was in total senses and we 3 cousins decided to take a sweet room as they were enjoying that hospital room and hospitability till then. Fone calls started in galore . 9 PM was decided as the time of the surgery as then Mom Dad and other were supposed to reach from CHANDIGARH.
Experience was normal with just pain and nothing else till 2 Black bouncer looking attendants came and asked everybody to leave the room. I wondered if they were trying to scare me by some mean so that pain may go off as per some new medication alternative or something. One took out the blanket over me and asked me to open my jeans button. In Shock, i was told that cloths have to be changed and I wasnot supposed to do it myself. Trust me you would not want any guy to touch you , provided if you are straight. On request they let me take out my shirt and Jeans but I wasn’t supposed to wear the said cloths till then. They had this big blade which was meant to remove big beery hair that I have on my body. I was asked to lay and relax while I never can forget that moment when my boxer went off my body in front of 2 guys . I welcomed myself to the hospital. I was looking in to their eyes to see which part of the body they are looking at and if there were actually looking at something whats there reaction….lol..
I felt naked which I was , but so naked even with cloths as I realized that I am clean shaved all over. I was in blue funny dress which was back less. I forgot about the pain by then and it was all about how the operations happen. Youtube add much to the horror as I saw few videos on how appendix is removed . Trust me you should never do that especially before your trial. 9 PM I went passed the crowd as I was taken to the OT on a stretcher. Only thing I knew about OT was that RED light which goes off after the operation.
I was left inside the OT with the instruction that team will be back in a while. After 10 minutes of waiting I saw a nurse with tears in her eyes , I wondered if she jeopardized some operation thing or something and she is leaving. Adding to the horror I learnt that she will be a part of my operation team as well as she was preparing / setting instruments for the surgeon .
Slowly after 15 miutes people with green dresses started coming and started wearing long white gloves , That nurse asked one of the Junior doc I suppose “ inka Intestine nikalna hea kya “ if my intestine has to be removed. I stood in disarray and said atleast “ mere behosh hone se pehle toh yeh mat bolo” don’t say these words till I get anesthesia . i am sure my heart beat then must have shot exponentially. Soon I was given anesthesia and I am not sure if they left any scissors or anything inside me but the moment I gained conscious I asked them to show me what they took out. Not that I remember it clearly but it all looked like a heavy small snake . I was again lying without cloths on my body but It didn’t matter then. I was covered with a sheet and was taken in to other room. Pain was in full swing but I was happy to see every body from the family standing there by my side at 12 AM. I was alive.
Facebook got its new status… Pathetic start of the new year…. ROAN…
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Experiencing Pre new year shunt....
It was a perfect start of the week on 25th at quantum, the best club in Noida especially after a tough month of December at work while in typhoid. 26th I got to meet my best frend after donkey months . The stage was set to have a rocking new year bash as I had options to go to Mumbai, Goa, house parties and the fear of sitting ideal watching sharukh dancing on stupid channel was not there at all.
After getting involved so much in work and craving for time to go out on Sundays or whenever I get free ,I was evolving as a different person and all of a sudden with this break I got my life back. Extending no charm to the moment, Suddenly Bombay Goa ruled out because of bloody schemes of Praful patel of giving expensive Air tickets as if we intend to purchase a stake in the aircraft. It all made us plan for 31st night after hearing everybody else’s plan.
We were 3 Cousins brothers fighting to decide on a place by Braving the chilly winter temperatures and taking it for granted that we will get a place just anywhere. I finished off my work early at3 PM and left for Delhi by greeting every one best wishes for the night. I could see that everybody was jealous of me for leaving early. We started off the evening with a Darjeeling Tea and a home made seesha which Anmol ( my cousin ) claims that he is best in making it – which eventually turned out to be failure until I had my hands on it. Guru ( other cousin ) narrated the stories of SunBurn he went for and the dawn folded without a definite plan. It then became a moment of stress as Blue ginger the place we perhaps were sure of going, refused to take the booking. We didn’t want to be on the roads like 50% of ppl and by suggesting India Gate as a place to celebrate new year ; I was taken as a boring but old brother among all. So I just remained shut. We eventually landed at PBN, a restra nearby the house in rajori garden, just to find out that there is a long que of lost ppl like us. Guru was smart enough to sneak in inside without the reservation and we all used my small business card in the belief that the manager there will respect the designation and would give us a table. It was a funny moment though as manager there looked at it for 5 minutes leaving us in a thought if he was making fun of my card or was actually amazed to see somebody of my caliber spending new years eve. But he did help us by cutting short the waiting time to 45 minutes before we were enjoying our delicious Indian food with a taste of beer. It was minutes before the clock could announce tintin , we reached LAP to see the crowd gathered there. The road was full of luxuries cars and I in our SUV was still thinking of having a round at india gate. You just cant get in to clubs ,all guys and enjoy rite…but my cousins had different thought...
Standing at the parking loobby..... The lights went off ...Sky got filled with polluted lights..... And a hoot of gals galloped...
After getting involved so much in work and craving for time to go out on Sundays or whenever I get free ,I was evolving as a different person and all of a sudden with this break I got my life back. Extending no charm to the moment, Suddenly Bombay Goa ruled out because of bloody schemes of Praful patel of giving expensive Air tickets as if we intend to purchase a stake in the aircraft. It all made us plan for 31st night after hearing everybody else’s plan.
We were 3 Cousins brothers fighting to decide on a place by Braving the chilly winter temperatures and taking it for granted that we will get a place just anywhere. I finished off my work early at3 PM and left for Delhi by greeting every one best wishes for the night. I could see that everybody was jealous of me for leaving early. We started off the evening with a Darjeeling Tea and a home made seesha which Anmol ( my cousin ) claims that he is best in making it – which eventually turned out to be failure until I had my hands on it. Guru ( other cousin ) narrated the stories of SunBurn he went for and the dawn folded without a definite plan. It then became a moment of stress as Blue ginger the place we perhaps were sure of going, refused to take the booking. We didn’t want to be on the roads like 50% of ppl and by suggesting India Gate as a place to celebrate new year ; I was taken as a boring but old brother among all. So I just remained shut. We eventually landed at PBN, a restra nearby the house in rajori garden, just to find out that there is a long que of lost ppl like us. Guru was smart enough to sneak in inside without the reservation and we all used my small business card in the belief that the manager there will respect the designation and would give us a table. It was a funny moment though as manager there looked at it for 5 minutes leaving us in a thought if he was making fun of my card or was actually amazed to see somebody of my caliber spending new years eve. But he did help us by cutting short the waiting time to 45 minutes before we were enjoying our delicious Indian food with a taste of beer. It was minutes before the clock could announce tintin , we reached LAP to see the crowd gathered there. The road was full of luxuries cars and I in our SUV was still thinking of having a round at india gate. You just cant get in to clubs ,all guys and enjoy rite…but my cousins had different thought...
Standing at the parking loobby..... The lights went off ...Sky got filled with polluted lights..... And a hoot of gals galloped...
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