Exactly two and a half years ago, I was admitted to the hospital for my appendix operation. I used to get stomach aches at least once in a fortnight for the past 5 years, but the reports never showed anything. It was July 4,2006; I was dying of stomach pain. My father took me to the Sarvodya Hospital. This time the pain was so severe that it was screaming out loud "THE APPENDIX WILL KILL YOU" - and by chance, the doctors heard it too. They suggested a surgery, and my father took the date July 5. Next day, I was all set for the operation.
First of all, a male nurse removed all my hair (chest, stomach and also the ummm....). CLEAN SHAVE!!! I asked him why in the world did he have to do that for! But u know na, these doctors never empathize with the patients (they are trained like that only.) I was taken to the operation theatre at 9:00AM. After that I don't remember anything and 3 hrs later I woke up in my bed.
With syringes and glucose bottles continuously penetrating in my veins and no food, no water for the 1st day, there was hardly any respite for me. But there was one thing which kept me breathing - A nurse (female this time), as pretty as could be. She was on duty in my block only. As soon as I saw her, all my pain melted away (ain't that a perfect analgesic?) and she warmed the cockles of my heart. Whenever she used to pass by me, she threw me a cute smile. She would always ask me " DARD HO RAHA HAI??" and I would always answer " THODA SA". There was a certain warmth in her grip and her touch that had a personal feel.
After 2 days, I was discharged and was quite happy and I still remember that face………that face which brought a smile to me when I was suffering from severe pain.