Learnings from Dad’s stay at the ICU

icuDad successfully underwent the surgery at Nanavati Hospital to repair the left femur bone with a rod inserted and screwed.

He was recuperating at home with physiotherapy et al but last Friday he was running high temperature which wouldn’t subside. A blood test revealed that he had dengue caused by the Aedes mosquito and something which is rampant in Mumbai in the rainy season.

He continued to rest at home but Sunday evening he threw up blood and so we admitted him straight into the ICU at the hospital. He has been there since then in the ICU. While he is doing much better now, the hospital stay teaches you a lot by way of experience.

Encountered two people leaving this planet in the ICU on two successive mornings. Life is so unpredictable. Little did they know when they came in that they would be taken away with a white bed sheet covering them head to toe. The grief-stricken families were crying their hearts out. Such a sad sight.

Some poignant scenes witnessed too.

There is this young boy maybe late teens or early 20s who is in the ICU for a long duration complete with a rile’s tube inserted. His mother is always around and maintains a brave face. Hats off to the lady for weathering this storm. I am sure the hospital bills would be growing exponentially faster than a Mumbai cool cab’s tampered meter. May he get well soon.

A young teenage girl is in the ICU too. This evening I saw her father patting her forehead. As a father of a daughter, that sight was very moving. I am sure he must be saying a silent prayer as he would have reassuringly told her “Don’t worry my child. You will be fine soon” I can imagine the plight of the helpless parents sitting outside praying for their children’s well-being. Quite similar to what we as children would think about our parents getting well soon.

When in the waiting area, a lady was calling up someone asking the other person to sell off her ear-rings to raise the money. That was something. Healthcare takes a toll honestly. Please plan for medical emergencies by way of a health insurance policy or such.

But it wasn’t all morose news.

I met this man who is working on an off-shore rig in Ghana. His mother was a severe diabetic and had to get a couple of her toes amputated. We got talking and he was relieved when the next day his Mother was moved to the normal room. Pray for her speedy recovery.

As I write, my Dad’s platelet count has nearly doubled from last evening and so should be moved to a normal room today (September 23, 2016) as well.

Life takes so many twists and turns. It is extremely unpredictable. So make the most of it. As we say in Hindi, Kya pata kal ho na ho …… the logical translation of which would be “nobody’s seen tomorrow”.

Visit to the US – A surprise for Mom and Dad

This visit to the US is actually for the RightFax conference in Tuscon from July 12 to 14th. In March / April itself the booking was made. I knew Mom and Dad would be there in Atlanta so did not mention to them about the planned trip at all. Started informing my sister and a very few close friends in mid May not to ruin the surprise. I had kept it hidden from Kavya right till the very end as she would blurt it out to my Mom the first thing. Finally informed her at 1625 on Wednesday and immediately left even before she could react. Made it to JFK at 6 am on Thursday and was picked up by Namrata and Aasta and we went to Wall Street to meet Parin. It is so good to meet friends and closest friends make you feel even better. We were together with Parin for 90 minutes or so (for which Namrata paid a whopping $27 for parking!!!!) but it was well worth it. Namrata and Aasta dropped me at JFK and I then moved to Atlanta. The prepaid phone here (again thanks to Parin) was a boon as I was in touch with my sister once I landed. We drove home and I stood outside while she went in and told my parents to go see what she got for them. Since Papa has fractured his foot, it took a while for him to move. Mom was under the impression that it would be some grocery shopping or such. Then when Parul insisted she step out, she moved and when she saw me she was dumb founded. Throughout the day she was under the impression that some friend was coming from India and when she saw me she was stunned. It was worth the whole planning. We spent three full days together and now I will soon be on my way to Tucson, AZ for the conference. All in all had a brief but fun stay in Atlanta.

The best gift I ever got

Sunday, November 28, 2010, afternoon as I was sleeping away to glory, Kavya wrote out on her own on the scribble pad and gave it to me when I woke up. I was so touched that I have scanned to electronically retain it for posterity sake. Also have kept the original in my wallet which will always lift up my spirits when I am traveling and in the hotel room all by myself. I am blogging about it just to express the joy I found. Thank you Kavya. I love you too very very much.

Proud of you Papa

My Dad returned from the US on the night of July 18, 2009. Out there in Plano, TX where he stayed with my sister, he was a regular at the Recreation Centre and used the gym and other facilities there extensively. He suffers from Parkinson’s disease but he has never let that get in his way and physically has been active even more than someone half his age (He recently completed 74). At the Rec Centre there, they had a walking track and had a scheme to get people to walk a distance of 36 miles. Proud to say Papa did it in a span of 8 days. Puts me to shame but well he is my Dad and I am proud of that.