I LOST MY CLASSMATE(a good friend TO CML...)

Death.. I always thought death is the end of life.. And literally it does mean that.. Until I found what death really was.. It was much more than that.. Heres the story of my friend who died of I dreadly disease called leukamia..


It was difficult for us all doctors to deal with it..we were in the last grade of our mbbs years when we lost her.. She was a sensible girl with all those dreams which every girl has at this age..She wanted to become a hematologist.. A cancer specialist..

She was strong and had all her goals clear in her mind.. Was able and had the calibre.. Until we say that horrible day.. Life is unpredictable.. It really is.. She also had those girly dreams to have a boyfriend.. And she did tell me it all..


We shared thoughts and had fun.. She was the most sensible girl I had ever met.. Got to learn a lot from her.. We did fight too over petty issues but at the end I knew she was the only friend i possessed.. In college we had fun.. Untill the last days of college.. Where she began to keep ill. I thought it was just a minor thing until her reports came in.. It was tragic..


We being doctors were seeing that horrible moment.. It was a dreadly disease.. Out of reach!! We couldnt do anything.. Oh.. So helpless I felt.. I searched the net for bone marrow donors.. But her condition was way far beyond that.. Days passed until the day of her death..


I was shattered.. That little girl who was so true to herself and god and us.. Had gone.. Her dreams had gone..and that very moment I realised how nice a friend she was.. How i regreted that i never told her this when she was alive. Her last sent message from the hospital still remains in my inbox..

It is the only thing i have of her with me now. But also are the memories and the many things i got to learn from her.. I didnt cry that day.. Dont know why.. May be because she was a strong girl and needed no pity.. She went through all those hospital procedures.. That we always saw to be done to patients by fellow nurses..



How on earth must she have felt when an intravenous IV pierced her vein.. That was the start.. Then those blood transfusions.. The bone marrow taps.. She went through it all.. And that too with a smile.. In the hospital she used to smile at us like nothing had happened to her.. She could understand each and every little thing that came in the blood reports..


She new where she was goin to land.. Still there was smile on her face.. Oh.. How on earth she took all this she being a doctor herself..she went through all the pains..I wanted to fulfill all her wishes.. But had very little time.she did not complain.. She did not cry.. She was a star.. A strong girl..


And thats where she is today.. With the stars in the sky.. Oh.. I only wish had i told her how precious she was to me.. But wherever she is today i only want god to convey to her this small message.."Friend you meant a lot to me.!!"

THE ANATOMY DISSECTION HALL.....

I feared to see a dead body until I came in this proffession.. And then in first year it became a regular ordeal... To see the dead bodies in the anatomy class..

It was very routine for us to dissect them.. Eat our tiffins in the room just next to them.. It was difficult for the first time.. But then it became A routine.. Many fainted during the first lectures...


But it was somewhat fun sitting in groups sitting around the so called dead body.. dissecting its each and every muscle and part and organ...
we shouted in joy after we actually could see what the teacher wanted to show us... As if we have achieved a great feat..

But yeh .. It was not less than a feat for us.. TO find the nerves the vessels and then the organs..... Everything was so confusing before.. But after each lecture... Everything became more clearer to us...

We got used to the smell of full alcohol stained bodies...We got used to so many unclaimed bodies around us..i remeber when at times we had very few dead bodies coming how we a group of more than 20 students would fumble upon each other to do the dissection. we would almost fight to get the first seat...( first seaters were always thought to be the toppers in clas..) but somehow.. standing up on the chairs would seem fun to see the bodies getting dissected.. such was our anotomy dissection hall.. where we could see dead bodies and much more...

NIGHT DUTIES

Night duties were a part and parcel of our internship days.. During gynaecology postings night duties used to be frequent.. Almost two in one week.. Got almost exausted.. But it was fun.. I remember those days when there used to be a new patient at midnight awaiting for delievery…


It was always that we wanted to go to sleep in the OT at 1 am.. And suddenly a new patient comes in… And it always used to be that there were no investigations done before.. So we interns had to quickly grab her antenatal chart… See if she is a registered pregnant mother or not and most importantly it was our duty to get her blood tests done immediately..


It was fun getin up at midnight to see a new patient and that a new life is goin to come to this world..


After the blood tests were done .. our pg’s used to start their mission.. Sometimes with gloves.. Sometimes without gloves…(HIV is on the rise you see..) The lady is then asked to bear down and then comes the new born.. If their were no problems like hypertension during pregnancy or other problems a normal delivery was conducted.. However.. If their were problems then a caesarean section would be performed in the operation theatre.


And after everything is done the paediatrician would come to check if the child is well or not any congenital problems ??



Why don’t the patients come up wid tests done before.. In India it’s a regular problem in the government hospitals.. many come up for the first time itself.. but atleast its better than home deliveries conducted by the dai…


Anyways.. talking bout the night duty thing.. It used to be fun.. At 3 am midnight walking down the stairs of the hospital to get a cup of tea..Having a coffee or tea at 3 am in the hospital premises has its charm…


Oh damn it was fun… And then chatting wid friends all night long.. That was fun too…
I remember one night my co intern a girl slept early.. There was this serious patient who came up.. she had severe eclampsia(pregnancy indused hypertension) and I was the only intern… I monitored her vital charts.. her blood pressure her pulse all night… Didn’t sleep a second..


Her relatives used to come up thousand times to me to ask whether she was alright or not.. and I assured them she is out of danger.. And then everything was ok at 5 am went to sleep in the doctors chamber…


That’s when I heard the brother of that patient to other relative of hers… “Yeh doctor achhi hai.. Yeh puri raat jagi aur haumari ladki ko bachaya..” meaning “This doc is nice.. she woke up all night to save my sister…”



I was so glad to hear that… but what on earth a big job had I done.. that was my duty..I WAS just a mere intern then.. I was just awakr to monitor her… But I felt very nice to hear the relative.. Atleast somebody appreciates us…