medicines...docs ... hospitals

Since last December I have been making rounds of hospitals and clinics because of some or the other health problem. It has been an on and off basis but off late my health has been on a downside and it is getting worse with every passing day. Balancing course work, mphil studies, lecturing, freelancing, managing house, putting up with the tantrums of landlord and other social commitments has not been easy. It's been like walking on a tight rope and somehow it’s my health which has been on the receiving end. I pushed myself to such an extreme that I haven’t really recovered from it till now.

Going for check ups is a nightmare for me especially if it’s a hospital. One has to stand in long queues to get oneself registered and then wait nearly for two hours for the docs to come. Then wait for another two hours for your turn to come. After this endless wait there is a possibility that you would end up with an intern and that’s exactly what happened with me, yesterday. I had hoped badly to see the lady doc who was there but I ended up with this timid young handsome intern (anybody would have jumped with glee but I haltingly sat on the stool before him because I knew what lay ahead). For every little thing the intern kept asking/consulting the senior doc and the senior doc kept replying in an irritated tone and remarked now and then with sarcasm. He felt that the present interns did not work as hard as he did during his internship days. The intern who was examining me hung his head low and listened quietly to whatever he was saying. There was no way out for him coz answering back would have cost him his grades. Well he wrote 'n' number of tests and prescribed me just one medicine. The nervous look on his face worried me as i wondered whether the medicine that he had prescribed me was correct. I had thought that whatever was ailing me wasn’t that serious. They would give me some medicine and I would be back in good health and would be jumping around like a horse, soon. But, the medicine Gods thought otherwise.

Couldn’t they see that my leg had swelled so badly and I was finding it hard to walk…..no they wanted to see the reports first and only then prescribe medicine.

Huh! It’s been only two months that I had gone through similar and endless tests. I had to go through the entire ordeal again. A few more tests are still left. It will take me another two days to get them done. I do have a lot to say about the state of health services in Delhi, my encounter with doctors and other things but I will leave it for another day, another post.

I am feeling as if I wasted two precious days. Last two day's work is still pending. I will have to work overtime to make up for the lost time and finish it before the deadline. Looks like my health will have to bear the brunt of it again.

Did I hear somebody say that good health is a blessing……hmm...... ....and yes it’s certainly not a good idea to fall ill if you stay alone.