"Bye!"
After the end of another day's Pediatrics posting, moving in the Umed Hospital premises, towards the vehicle-stand, I heard this sweet-voice of a child.
'Bye!'
A little louder one.
Busy thinking about the things that I had to do; planning my route back to college via MGH, as I had to purchase my Peds log-book & the text book (Yes, I am only 10 days from my post-end ;) ) eat something, fuel my scooter, AND reach for my X-ray class, IN TIME ! ('I need to RUSH!')
'BYYEE!'
A much louder one; Loud enough to indicate me that it was directed at me !
Removing the palm that was trying to hide my face from the cruel-burning-penetrating-sun-rays, I gazed in the direction of the sweet,ear-soothing-voice to see a waving hand of a baby, clung on the shoulders of a man, comfortably.
'Bye.' 'Bye.'
The sweet sound & the cute face were very clear to me now.
'BYE!' I replied & waived a hand.
He again replied back, 'Bye! Bye!' with the excitement & enthusiasm clearly audible.
And, as I moved forward to the bike stand, my steps slowed, my mind questioned, my heart sinked, my mouth gave way to a sad-grim-helpless-'OH!' , & my eyes let go off a tear !
He was Gaurav, 7 year old male child, whom I & my colleagues had examined today. Seven of us were given the task to go & examine & 'take history' of this child. As we all, draped in white aprons, steth proudly being our garland, big books in hands, reached for the bed; there he was, calmly sitting on the bed.
Kids dislike strangers & try to hide behind their parents, or even start crying, uncontrollably. And to imagine them being friendly with the white-apron-wallah-strangers, who carry with themselves the morbid-horror of needles; is clearly no-less-than-a-gross-over-expectation on our part.
But, strangely, this child received us with a SMILE, and that too not 'A DOCTOR', but 'A COMPLETE BUNCH OF DOCTORS'. No apprehension indeed.
During the examination (which was supposed to be finished in 15-20 minutes today), One person talks to the mother, 2-3 do the examination, 1-2 go through the lab reports, one writes up & one eases the child by talking to him. I play this easing role at many instances, more frequently than others.
We examined him. Puffiness of the face, marked abdominal distension, visible engorged veins over chest & abdomen, Inguinal Hernia, hepatomegaly & ascites. Lab reports say it to be Constrictive Pericarditis.
Constrictive Pericarditis to a 7 year old baby...to such a sweet, amicable baby!
No, its not that it isn't curable/treatable. It can be treated.
But,it's for the suffering caused to God's beautiful creatures.
Can God be more insensitive & rude?
I'll leave this question to be answered by God himself.
But, I am near to answering one question of mine, of 'Which speciality suits me?', as I very heartily eliminate PEDS from my list.
I am just not brave enuff to see the suffering of a child, and more-so of the parents. No, I can't!
And, No I wouldn't !!
3 comments:
Ah! Just happened to bump across your blog. And a good thing I did.
:)
Nice work & a good read!
Oh! Forgot the main post I intended to comment on.
I remember Gaurav. The amicable kid in 3rd block.
Even tho I'd imagined myself to be surrounded by crying, tantrum throwing kids when I started off with the posting... there were a lot of such sweet ones that made my day, everyday!!
Basically Peds is not a bad branch after all... I mean, see u were so touched by that sweet 'Bye' that u mentioned it on the blog.. & imagine kids doing that to you all your life. I guess you can see the happiness in their eyes & the gratitude in their parents'. THAT precisely is the joy of Pediatrics. :)
I for one am in love with the field !
:)
Well! 'WOW !!'
IT IS A PLEASURE (the least, to say.) TO HAVE YOUR COMMENT HERE.
And it's pure BLISS to receive your appreciation. :)
I think I can feel the intensity of your love with Peds. The way you find happiness, joy, content with kids around you & the satisfaction on the opportunity to send them back hale-and-hearty; it all shows your passion.
I know its not a bad branch at all. But, for me, the thing that matters, is basically my tendency to curse God for giving these sweet creatures a disease in the first place itself.
Still, I hope that I develop some compassion for Pediatrics. :)
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