Monday, August 2, 2010

Part 55: It was my turn now. Lose a leg? Goddamnit!

What I felt agonizing pain in every part of my body. I really understood for the first time what people meant when they said that accidents make you discover bones you never know you had! I was bloody and sore from the very top of my head to tip of my toe. Or so it seemed. There were bandages all over my body and I caught more than a whiff of the sweet and cloying smell of chloroform mixed with tincture. Something was seriously wrong. I could tell. Especially with my right leg. I could see that all kinds of needles poked my body. Saline. Blood. Glucose. I tried to talk. I couldn’t. I was too numb.

Too tired. Too bloody. And too scared.

I am still not too sure how long I stayed at that hospital. I went to sleep and when I woke again, I was at a different hospital. I was now at Vijaya Nursing Home. And I could hear Mom fighting and arguing with someone.

‘No way. No bloody way is my son going to lose his leg. You cannot amputate his leg. I won’t let you.’

‘But ma’am. Try to understand, gangrene may set in. It might be very dangerous.’

‘No way! Gangrene or no gangrene. Why the hell do you think I transferred him from Royapettah to Vijaya? Because they wanted to cut off his leg. You can’t do this to him. I don’t care. How will he make it in life if he loses a leg….’

Lose a leg? Goddamnit! How…. Where…. What did she mean?

I was still drugged out of my wits but I realized that my life was about to change forever. Lose a leg? I know that I should have felt really upset or even worried about the prospect but some how I wasn’t. I just felt that it would all my positive thinking and I tell them it’s because of my blood group, which is B Positive!

Of course I was scared. And of course I couldn’t bear the thought of losing my leg. But why lose hope?

Having some wonderful friends helped. Friendship is very important in every one’s life. That’s the joy of life! If I say I’ve 3 best friends. Mala, Ramesh and Bina. If you ask why this friendship is very important. I’ll say from college days Ramesh is my close friend. There is not anything, which I don’t share with him whether it is good or bad, we debate, fight over few matters. He is a big critic. If he did not like he will say it very straight. If I did not like anything I too retort straight. So that’s why there will be fight. But every time we are very very close. Same way if he hears good new then “Superb da machan…. It’s very good etc and all he will say.

When doctor told that there was a need of B positive blood group Ramesh mobilized almost 75 percent of the college to the hospital. Or I felt so.? But Ramesh mobilized over thirty people overnight to donate blood the day after my accident. He didn’t even know whether they have B positive blood group or not but still he brought and out of them few people had Jaundice. They came and went, filling tears in their eyes saying that they cannot donate blood.

Such a deep and close friend Ramesh is now he is in a very high post in a very reputed company.

If I say about Mala, I met her in the same hospital in 1987 at Vijay Hospital she would bring the new variety of food every single day because my Mum was with me at the hospital the whole time. Her mother used to prepare and Mala used to bring. Sometimes they don’t even get it but for me she always used to bring. In all those 3 years it was none other Mala who was bringing the lunch for me. We got to know each other at the hospital. But since those days she did not expect anything from me. I don’t know because of this reason we became such best friends?


Till today when I am free I don’t want to go outside. I want to be at home. If I go out then I’ll go to Mala’s home. Such a close friend she is! And very special thing is the unconditional friendship! A friendship without any expectation! Till today she did not expect anything from me like I should thank her or call her or to talk to her etc but she is always there for me.

And one more special thing is her husband has also become very close to us. He has become like a brother.

Every time friendship will normally change after the marriage. But our friendship did not change instead it became much stronger. Rajath has become much more close and their kids too.
How Ramesh criticizes me, same way Mala never criticizes me at all. Even if my films fail she says, ‘You did well. Director did not do well or the producer did not do the publicity well’. So and so. She always supports me. So in life like these both are important. One is progressive and protective friendship. These are friends for life-people who did stuff and expected nothing in return. Even today they are like that.

Mala is a housewife. Bina is also a housewife and does interior designing. Bina will be silent always. I normally don’t talk to her a lot but she will always be a good friend.

There was another patient in the hospital who was admitted about the same time I was. His first name was Vinod. Actually, so is mine. He had badly injured his right leg in an accident. So had I. It was so weird because everything that happened to me happened to him and vice versa. If he had pain in his leg, so did I. If he got fever, I would too. It was uncanny. So, when gangrene finally set in his right foot, it did in mine too! Then the doctors told me that Vinod was to be discharged in another month’s time and I was so happy. I knew that I would also be discharged sometime then. The month came and went and Vinod was discharged. Except that by the time he was released, septicemia has set in and the doctors had amputated his right leg.


It was my turn now!


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I'm learning to love the people who are willing to love me at present. And trying to forget the people in the past and thank them for hurting me, which led me to love the people I have today!