It was Saturday night of February 3, 2018. I went to
washroom for nature’s call. It was mid-night. Felt a slight giddiness and fell
freely. Still know I fell but not memorizing for how long I remained
fallen on the floor! My wife called me few times and I responded in slight
murmurs. She came in the washroom. Help me to get up. Asked what happened! I
responded casually as usual nothing. She noticed the bad vomit and didn’t wash
that away to make me know what happened in the night. I again went to bed but
she asked me many a time to visit to local doctor but I sway away her with
words I want to sleep. Don’t disturb me as I’m feeling some pains. She guarded me
whole night and fell asleep in wee hours. A call came from the office asking me
to reach Alewa as some law and order problem has arisen. I couldn’t
refuse even having intention as still pain persists. I get myself readied to
go. She awakened and sternly asked me not to go. Taken me in washroom and shown
the result of fall. I didn’t listen to her and asked her that I’ll have to go.
She allowed me taking promise to visit the physician. I nodded and went away.
Today, I’m realizing what I’ve done. Drove the vehicle for 100 Kilometers even
having terrible pains. And more worse not visit the doctor. My junior whom my
wife asked to take me to doctor insisted many a time to visit the doctor.
Ignored him and what he could have done, nothing. He was my junior. He again requested
me to let see the doctor next day but it was my fate I didn’t heed his request.
It’s the time that never stops for anyone. It has its own pace. By the end of
February I felt pains in eyes and my sleep was disturbed terribly. I thought it
was perhaps because of eyesight and went to Eye Surgeon for check-up. All found
good and I was now feeling nothing wrong and thought that all this is happening
because of change of season. When I know that my fate is on change and I’m
going to experience the worst time of my life! Festival of Holi came and
we all went to ancestral home in the village. Festivity caught in and it was
wonderful stay there but sleeplessness still following me. I thought it was the
location effect and traveled back. I was dropped at Jind at my official
residence. That day was Sunday, March 4. Health was very poor and I was vomited
profusely. Wife went away to Kurukshetra and I fell asleep. It was a
good sleep after many days. But night was horrible, sleep evaded me badly.
Struggled whole night for sleep. Next four days were off in terms of physical
condition and I shared this new happening with colleagues and friends. It was
Thursday evening; I called one of my former junior to come next day as a reply
of legislative question is to be prepared. Inder Singh the fellow came early in
the morning of Friday. We discussed the matter and he said let me go to office
and draft the reply. I nodded and said to him I’m just coming to office after
taking bath but that never happened. From here the fatal sequence taken a ugly shape.
I again fell in the bed. My cook called Praveen my trusted lieutenant. He came
and taken me to doctor who administered an injection and instructed to rest for
three-four hours. Praveen smelled something wrong and rung my wife to come as I
was not in good spirits. Later on my driver and my flat partner rang her to
come. She shocked and traveled for Jind immediately and reached
there around 3 pm. She straightly moved in my bed room and asked about my well
being. Find nothing good she approached the Dy. CMO a family friend for CT
SCAN. Got it and on his advice transported me to Medanta-the Medicity
for treatment. Agony is that I lost all the sequence from the mind after visit
of Inder Singh. Completely washed the memory and still not able to recount
that. All is narrated by my wife and colleagues. Ahh! It was the beginning of
‘temporary loss of memory’. Even not able to count who taken me to hospital,
when the wife come, how went to civil hospital, when travelled to Gurugram
and who accompanied, when admitted in the Medanta-the Medicity and what
procedure was followed, when the surgery done-complete miss the memory lanes.
Now I’m being told all and it frightens me that I was in a loop of fatalities
and somehow saved by the timely efforts of my wife, friends and
colleagues.
I’m not remembering the exact time. I saw Dr. Rajbir my
brother-in-law standing at a distance. He smiled at me and I responded. Still
not knowing where I was. He asked me how I was and I nodded in yes. Later on I
asked the nurse where I’m! And what happened to me! She told me that I got a
small surgery and I’m in ICU of Medanta. On hearing, I responded then it
was something big medical condition grabbed me. She was a sweet girl and
responded ‘no uncle, it is a small thing and now you are all fine’. I asked her
where my family is and she said they are not allowed inside the ICU. You’ll be
transferred to your room and then only you could see them. I nodded and slept
again. It was Saturday March 10 evening.
Next day I saw Praveen in the ICU and he too smiled at me. I jotted the
things that something bigger and gross has happened. My Bhabhi came near
my bed and smiled. I responded too. Asked me who she was! Perturbed me, I said
what you think I don’t know you but she insisted tell then. I said you are
Sunehari. She smiled broadly on establishing that I’m in my memories. Ahh!
Memory lost almost of 24 hours. It tells me that what a horrible phase it was
that I conquered by the dignified effort of my wife, family and friends.
Next day Sunday March 11, my wife told me you are a dangerous fool who
subjected all of us in trauma of life. Do you know what happened? I nodded in
negative. She asked me do you remember the sequence and I again nodded in
negative. She was traumatized in real on knowing that and assessing the
magnitude of effect which still she was not aware and said then you might lost
the memory. Ohh! She was in utter astonishment. Then she narrated me the
sequence in brief. And told me that it was a terrible phase. You got the
treatment in time at a proper hospital under the guidance of able team of
doctors under the leadership of Dr. Karanjeet Singh Narang. She rebuked
me saying you’ve almost killed yourself along me. Ahh! How careless I’m! I keep
mum and that was the best response at the moment and she said it means you are
perfectly fine. Her eyes got wet.
Learning
experience:
What is devotion to work! Killing the self. I should’ve refused
to travel on that Sunday and should have visited the physician as my wife
persisting. It is not the devotion to work but fatality to self. Supreme
carelessness. Who knows if I’ve consulted the doctor this situation might have
spared!
Who cares you! Your family, friends, juniors or seniors! Definitely
family is prime and then closet of select friends and some juniors but seniors
better have some logical sympathy. It not hurt me as I do the same thing with
others. It’s the folly of the system and we should honor it. I saw a
beeline of family friends and juniors at hospital and later on at home.
My DC was away on foreign trip when I experienced all this, on having
knowledge inquired few times and assured me to take rest without worrying the
work and wished and send blesses. Things are utterly mechanical at official
sphere. But it’s the callus world we care the most those who not even look on
you and ask your well-being even. Things are not going to change. Take the same
route and shape later on.
What’s the value to be alert and health consciousness! We are made to
learn from the childhood that ‘health is wealth’. But we failed to grasp the
meaning. It is in fact good health that’s all.
What spouse could do can anyone else able to do! Definitely not.
I’ve plenty of free time to think and ponder now. I realized that real world is
real. Virtual world has its own bliss without content. I wish that my friends
and foes notice it that real world is in the firewalls of your home and rest in
the people who are with you in your thick and thin.
It is my experience and not necessarily replicate on others in
same sense but essence might prevail. Never be careless on the health issue. My
medical condition shattered my world. When I visited the Dr. Narang on 20 March
and asked him what happened with me. The genius just said internal bleeding
caused the havoc which you survived. In medical term it is ‘left sided
chronic subdural hematoma’ where blood pressure of brain chambers on left
side become uneven and it happened because of internal bleeding. To maintain
the appropriate level of pressure excess blood has to be drained off. I asked
him what the possible consequences were! He said lot many; death was a possibility
in 3-4% cases , loss of memory in another 10-15%, might have paralyzed in
another 10-15% and might have returned to coma in 4-5% but you are lucky you
survived with excellent best quantum of fit survival because of timely
transportation of yours by your family and friends. Never compromise with
health so negligently. Thanked him and moved out of his chamber murmuring ‘so
is doctors are stated to be next to God’. Wish that all my friends will help
themselves if and when experience a fatal fall. My heart throbs to thank
all and sundry who helped me during this traumatic phase except family who are
made to be by my side.
