I think there was no better time than
this for writing a blog about giving my mommy a de-stress therapy! Here I
go....
It so happened that my father had to go
for his routine check up. This time though, it was decided that we should get
this done in a best-known multispecialty hospital in Gurgoan(still regretting
this decision though!) Any which ways, the trip was planned and
since it was just a regular check full body check-up, only my parents were
going.
The whole plan which they explained to
us, seemed easy as a pie...My dad would be admitted and they will do all the
test with just one family member around. One help will be provided especially
for us to take my father around for different checkups and tests. We will not
have to run around finding rooms/doctors, that boy-help will help us.
This is what was told. Simple...isn't
it!
Well, it just sounded simple till the
first day. Every test stated in the package was done but as the test was in the
final step, ECG was the last one. They detected a "blockage". They
made a havoc in my parent's mind. They made them feel that "right
now some major surgery should be done...Must must must be done!"
My parents are doctors. When they saw
the reports they were okay with it but the way the entire drama was built, even
they got quite nervous. They agreed for a detailed test - angiography
the following day!
The night was beyond our limit to
handle stress. We three, my sister, brother and me, got our tickets done. We
were to reach by next evening to New Delhi.
The sun again shined, though it was
tensed morning for us. My mom and dad reached hospital at stated time and when
they reached there, what happened was quiet unexpected.
The staff insisted my parents to under
angioplasty...without even getting the angiography done. My parents got a doubt
in their mind. They straight away rejected their suggestion. They took good Rs
11000/- for angiography. My papa was taken inside and one family member was
allowed if he/she had token. But they didn't let my mother in. My
mother gave a piece of mind to the guard and went inside where the procedure
was taking place. She saw papa and came back.
There was another old man whose wife
was taken inside and they were not allowing him inside. My mother asked him to
get the token. He got it. And told him, just go inside...no one can stop you if
you have one. The guard didn't dare to stop that old man.
To our surprise, before doing anything,
they gave the report stating that he will have a very minor blockage as he has
asthma. But it is nothing to worry.
Really? Were you kidding last evening?
Then the discharge drama started.
Pay-counters are easily accessible but the place where you get discharge ticket
is probably in the Patal-lok. Going down and down makes you nervous as the
crowd was less and you actually don't know where you will reach. My mother...all
alone was trying hard to find the place. Did you ask about the boy-help
...especially for us...well he refused to get or even accompany my mother to
show where the discharge forms are filled...he said he can only help with the
patient movement. Somehow, one gentleman...another boy helper saw my mother
very troubled, so helped her. He showed her the counter...came back with her
and helped her and papa out of hospital.
Phew!!!
Corporatization in
hospitals....reaching a target has made a scary atmosphere. For reaching their
targets...I don't think they will think twice before operating a completely
healthy person. The operation or expensive tests seem to have no relation with
the health of the patient.
Well, my parents got alert but the way
they talk, I am sure many have already fallen into their trap. God will help
them.
But in all this fuss, my mom reassured
us again. She is the most most strongest(wrong English....but no one
made a word to express what I feel ;) ) lady in the whole wide world!!! If it
was me in your place, I don't know how lost I would be. But thank God it was
you, Maa. You are our inspiration and idol. Not letting situation taking over you
and dealing with everything with full force....I am just sooo sooo proud of the
fact that I am your child!!!
I’m blogging about why my mother needs to de-stress with a Parachute Advansed Aromatherapy Oil massage for the #StressFreeMom activity at BlogAdda.
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