Thursday, July 10, 2008

Hospital Diaries

Sitting midnight in a hospital, am gazing at nurse taking care of deepak. He is admittedfor tooth infection here in ohio medical center.So we have volunteered ourselves to take turn to stay with him in the hospital.Yes here it is, today is my turn. Apart from giving good company to deepak, gobbling his food+juice+icecreams, watching pretty nurseswalking across... my main motive is to bring up deepaks good old spirits. Deepak by the way is the only person i know in this world who became a bit tipsyon drinking huge amounts of Tropicana Orange Juice.The utmost care and attention that he receives from the doctors and nurses are truly remarkable.They make you feel like home to say the least, am sure the bill in the end doesn't.
So does this reminisce me through some old days?? Yes, sure it does. First time i went to hospital for a friend was for our great unnikuttan.Who apparently blocked a guys uppercut by his nose. Sounds funny eh?? he was bleeding like hell, the funny part was in the 'n' number of college fights ihave witnessed or heard this must be the strange one. Coz until 2-3 days unnibhai had no clue who boxed him down. Yes he was our batch's firstmartyr(just namesake) and is proud to shovel it through everybody's throat.
Next in line the war heroes Pacheni Pradeep and Dhobi Binu John.Man this was not funny, this was scary shit. You dont wanna see this again in life I can promise you that.Binu had a broken jaw coz of an iron rod blow and had to pass away with liquid food for 2-3 weeks. He would take lots of time just to eat an orange grain.Lying next to him, pacheni. With his Parx shirt drenched in blood, his mom and uncles sitting around that-weird-look towards us. Yeah those were the bloody days. We felt proud about our heroes, who fought for friends and party.God only knows what kind of troubles and problems they and their families had to go through. Binu John for that matter is no longer with us. April 2006, he passed away without stuttering a word to us.And for the many good things he did in his life, from poems to football to cricket to being a good brother to all of us. Sad that this still remains as a black mark to forgetin his life chapter.
And here comes Sudeep, my friend who sent me home that absurd evening warning me of a fight that might happen.I reached home and in a few moment i got the news sudeep is in hospital.I had to tell all the lie in the world to get out of house that night, teenager going out late night in kerala is equal to pouring him toddy some say. Suspicionwas the key word and if your dad is ex-military, life is just B-E-A-utiful. So sudeep had injuries everywhere in the back,arms and shoulders. But boy he waswas strong, mentally as well as physically. He was sitting stoutly like ever. He and mandan vava discussing about real madrid and barcelona. Girish and thotti werethe worrying souls reminding sudeep of medicines, injection and what not??
Not to mention when my dad was in hospital, gastroentritis and some kinda cyst growth in his small intestine. He was in utter pain, and a strong man like him seeing him crumble isa nightmare to all of us. He was rolling all over with pain and sweat, his adherence to spicy food was the killer i guess. Once he was recovering, he was back to his bestcracking jokes (most of them targeted at my mom),occassional flirting with nurses, giving lectures to doctors on his airforce heroics. Every one lending an ear to his stories is an absolute delight to watch. Mom was saying there were lot of people near our car to see him off and bid adieu. My sister says he changed his hospitalization into a vacation.
Its getting late, deepak is getting into a sound sleep. I would not want him to wake up by my keyboard clatter. GoodNight Tropicana Deepak!!


Sandhya M said...

They dint throw away the 'Get well soon' balloon. Deepak is still saving it !!!

Sriram K said...

You do have your Father's Blood.. I have seen that in you..

And, regarding Deepak.. I was the mastermind behind the whole tropicana story.. I made him famous in Columbus with that one story.. one night.. I was in one of the best booze-form that night..

The story of Guruji's missing "item".. that was with Deepak the next morning.. Again I made up a big story.. That too became a big hit in Columbus! :D

Coming to the hospital matter..
When me and TSB went inside the ICU room to meet Deepak in OSU hospital, I felt very senti for him.. When I was about to leave the room after talking.. I told YOYO MAN (usually me & Deepak.. both address each other like that instead of usual Hi's and Bye's).. I could see tears rolling down his eyes..

I felt very senti and told TSB while going back.. Man.. you guys have to take care of this guy coming daily to hospital.. He is very morally down.. and you guys have to take this responsibility.. I wished i were in columbus that time to be with Deepak..

You guys did a good job of taking care of him while he was in hospital.. Kudos!!

Me said...

Seriously speaking i just wanted to be there when he wanted company the most. Actually i did nothing compared to Eswar, Selva, Prasanna, Arun etc. They were monitoring his progress 24 X 7, which showed how close we all were no matter how much 'otifying'. Poor boy, he was upset a lot. I could clearly sense,he was worried about the hospital bills. Naturally everyone will be,i tried my best to console him and told him to forget the money factor. Altogether it was one of those rare emotional moments in columbus, which i treasure a lot.

Thoughts said...

I never thought iJuly 6 th night - july 7 th will be a worst day in my life.
I got admitted into hospital for my severe tooth ache and infection
then an immediate surgery etc.
I haven't felt that my parents where missing here
Because of our polaris hero's (friends)
Being a friend to all of them,i should not thank them but will remember them.
All those above comments taking me to hospital days but
i really don't want to replay those memories again.

Unknown said...

I liked it too much... short, ,sweet, emotional and genuine....


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