It’s Still Complicated: …because I Am Still Waiting by Chandra Kant Jaisansaria Page B
Authors: Chandra Kant Jaisansaria
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feeling very cold in Metro and I…
And you? Speak up baby, achha do one thing, just get out of Metro Station and hire an auto to reach home.
Umm… I can’t, I am sure I will not get auto from here and even they will not take me home as I am not well, so nobody would take a risk. Even if I don’t get an auto I can’t stand for a long time as I am not able to.
Just try to get an auto if you can, otherwise reach home through metro asap and when you reach home go to the dr. immediately.
Hmm… I am getting inside the train again and I would call you when I reach home.
Okay take care, do call me when you reach home, Love you.
Love you too.
I was again standing inside the metro; a policeman was standing in front of me. I thought I should ask him for help but then I realized I was just a miles away from my home and Mami is alone at home, so if the policeman takes me to the hospital, it will be very difficult for Mami to manage everything. I called up Mami and asked her to be ready to take me to the doctor as I wanted to see a dr. as soon as I reach my apartment. She got a bit worried and finished up everything hurriedly, when I reached to my bike which was parked at Netaji Subhash Palace Metro Station I was a bit feeling better; I somehow gathered the energy to drive the bike till I reached home. We went to the dr. and then he said “I guess you have dengue, I am giving you some medicines and I have written some tests on the prescription, which you need to get done today and show me the reports by tomorrow”. I got those tests done; I went home and called up Megha as I knew she must be worried and waiting for my call. I told her everything will be alright and she also acted very much unworried in order to relax my mood and said “Yes sweetheart when I am with you, nothing wrong will happen to you, so don’t worry and take some rest”.
I had dinner but I couldn’t sleep the whole night as I was feeling very weak and helpless. I couldn’t even call Megha as she would get angry on me for not taking rest and I also dint have sufficient energy to utter a word. As advised by the dr. I was having a lot of water because of which I had to go to washroom again and again which probably disturbed Mami also. But I was very worried to see myself like this, I never felt like this ever in my life.
13th October, 2012
The reports were ready; the platelet count was 145000 which was less than the minimum platelets required in a human body. The dr. was surprised to see that even I such situation I was able to ride my bike, take the reports from the diagnostic centre and go to the dr. to show the reports. He said when the platelets are less than the required a person doesn’t have energy to even carry himself properly how come you drive your bike and manage everything. I smiled and said, “I don’t know”. It was awkward for me, I knew there was something very wrong but then he suggested me to get blood tests twice a day and show him the reports every day. Till then I had to take medicines and a lot of liquids too.
I was worried, tensed, weakened, lost, but I wanted to meet Megha. I asked her if somehow she could meet me. But neither she could do and nor did my Mami allowed me to go outside till I am okay. Mami was just like my mother for me, she took care for me, she brought a lot of cold drinks, coconut water, glucose, and every possible thing of the world which could help me in getting alright. I even started hating the chapatti’s, which is normal when you have dengue. She made every possible food which I may like to eat but I had to be alive on liquids and only liquids and have to go to rest room every now and then.
The nurses on the diagnostic centre started feeling sorry for me as every day they have to take blood from my veins twice and I was like a one man army, I had to get the tests done, take the reports and show to the dr. daily. Though Mami always wanted to go along with me but I never took her along with me as
And you? Speak up baby, achha do one thing, just get out of Metro Station and hire an auto to reach home.
Umm… I can’t, I am sure I will not get auto from here and even they will not take me home as I am not well, so nobody would take a risk. Even if I don’t get an auto I can’t stand for a long time as I am not able to.
Just try to get an auto if you can, otherwise reach home through metro asap and when you reach home go to the dr. immediately.
Hmm… I am getting inside the train again and I would call you when I reach home.
Okay take care, do call me when you reach home, Love you.
Love you too.
I was again standing inside the metro; a policeman was standing in front of me. I thought I should ask him for help but then I realized I was just a miles away from my home and Mami is alone at home, so if the policeman takes me to the hospital, it will be very difficult for Mami to manage everything. I called up Mami and asked her to be ready to take me to the doctor as I wanted to see a dr. as soon as I reach my apartment. She got a bit worried and finished up everything hurriedly, when I reached to my bike which was parked at Netaji Subhash Palace Metro Station I was a bit feeling better; I somehow gathered the energy to drive the bike till I reached home. We went to the dr. and then he said “I guess you have dengue, I am giving you some medicines and I have written some tests on the prescription, which you need to get done today and show me the reports by tomorrow”. I got those tests done; I went home and called up Megha as I knew she must be worried and waiting for my call. I told her everything will be alright and she also acted very much unworried in order to relax my mood and said “Yes sweetheart when I am with you, nothing wrong will happen to you, so don’t worry and take some rest”.
I had dinner but I couldn’t sleep the whole night as I was feeling very weak and helpless. I couldn’t even call Megha as she would get angry on me for not taking rest and I also dint have sufficient energy to utter a word. As advised by the dr. I was having a lot of water because of which I had to go to washroom again and again which probably disturbed Mami also. But I was very worried to see myself like this, I never felt like this ever in my life.
13th October, 2012
The reports were ready; the platelet count was 145000 which was less than the minimum platelets required in a human body. The dr. was surprised to see that even I such situation I was able to ride my bike, take the reports from the diagnostic centre and go to the dr. to show the reports. He said when the platelets are less than the required a person doesn’t have energy to even carry himself properly how come you drive your bike and manage everything. I smiled and said, “I don’t know”. It was awkward for me, I knew there was something very wrong but then he suggested me to get blood tests twice a day and show him the reports every day. Till then I had to take medicines and a lot of liquids too.
I was worried, tensed, weakened, lost, but I wanted to meet Megha. I asked her if somehow she could meet me. But neither she could do and nor did my Mami allowed me to go outside till I am okay. Mami was just like my mother for me, she took care for me, she brought a lot of cold drinks, coconut water, glucose, and every possible thing of the world which could help me in getting alright. I even started hating the chapatti’s, which is normal when you have dengue. She made every possible food which I may like to eat but I had to be alive on liquids and only liquids and have to go to rest room every now and then.
The nurses on the diagnostic centre started feeling sorry for me as every day they have to take blood from my veins twice and I was like a one man army, I had to get the tests done, take the reports and show to the dr. daily. Though Mami always wanted to go along with me but I never took her along with me as
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