'We have to be strong to be useful' so true i thought when i was taking my grandfather to the hospital who was breathing hard. I was exhausted with thoughts cluttering in my mind- a scary thought of losing him and a contradictory thought of seeing him alive and another following that 'God is just testing your faith,sweety; he will be alright, we are gonna have breakfast together'. As I apply brakes to my car so does my silly nervous system to the unwanted negative feeble thoughts.
I reach the hospital, Dr. Dave examines my grandfather and says 'Severe Bronchospasm, you need to urgently take him to another hospital as he needs Intensive Care." It sent a shiver down my spine.I wanted to cry out loud but then again the more disciplined side of me would not allow me to do that and reminds me 'you have to b strong to b useful'. I hold myself back, collect courage, clear the choked up throat and tell my grandfather in a loud, clear yet cheerful voice 'you are alright dada, just that i need to take you to another hospital for a simple test.'
Dr.Dave already had a word with the doctors at Diva hospital where my grandfather was to be treated. There they take him to the Intensive Care Unit, connect him to ECG through electrodes, deliever inhalation therapy through Nebulizer, control hypoxia through controlled oxygen therapy and maintains hydration. And, my grandfather breathes normally. This brings a smile on my face with a tear rolling down my cheek. The moment that i will never forget. The moment which reinstilled hope for my grandfather's life, belief in recovery and unshakable faith in power of prayers and Almighty. I was clueless how was i to repay the debt to all these doctors and nurses.
My stay at the hospital with my grandfather left me thinking about the sacrifices all the doctors and nurses have had made to serve the patients and save their lives. Out of 72 hours spent at the hospital there wasnt a single hour when i saw them losing hope inspite of pain and death around them.I was wondering, if a few hours can make me feel so exhausted and stressed out then they must really have a strong Emotional quotient to get over the patients pain and liberate them from the suffering and Spiritual Quotient as well so as to have faith in God, the life Saviour and forsee great health in the dying patients.
I still wonder, how our lives would be without this noble profession of medicine?
Thank you Note:
I will like to thank all those wonderful people in my life who are doctors by profession and have inspired me in every little way:
Dr. Jagdish Kothari and Dr. Kalpana kothari (Oncologists) who have been my personal mentors and guided me like my parents. I admire the way they have dedicated their lives to treat Cancer patients and who always dutifully prioritzed their patients need before their personal needs.
Dr. Nidhi Badiyani(a very close friend of mine who i know since 22 years)who is on 24 hours emergency call for 2 days out of 7. Rest of the days she is juggling between treating her patients, studying for boards and helping her friends. Your spirit to serve the community, your passion for curing and healing the unhealthy awes me, each time I meet you.
I really admire spirit of Dr. Nirali Vora (childhood friend)who is all set to treat the old bones :)
I am eternally grateful to Dr. Kishore Dave, Dr. Mayur Dave, Dr. Sanjeev Pathak, Dr. Maulik Vora and Dr. Parimal Desai who always made sure that me and my family lived a little longer ;)
URL of one of my favorite TV Shows hosted by Kiran Mazumdar show interviewing the best Indian doctors, dicussing the Health Care Industry of India and related challenges: