A Fracture Diary - Episode 1

Day of accident, 14th October 2018

It was a very fine day until then. Until that very moment when the lift crash-landed on the ground.

Ouch! I was feeling dizzy. I didn't feel like getting up and walking at all.  And it was paining quite a lot.

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I was like this. Thank God that the mechanic came the moment the lift fell! Soon I crawled of the lift and sat down on the floor.

"Hari, get up!"

"Come on, we can shift you to the hospital only if you can get up!"

I struggled to get up. I got up, but I couldn't stand even  for five seconds! And it hurt a lot.

My grandmother and grandfather, who were with me, said, 

"Seems like he is not able to get up. We might have to take him to the hospital in a wheelchair." So we called the hospital security and somehow, after five minutes I was lying down on the hospital casualty bed. That hospital was quite familiar with me and so are the doctors and nurses there.  So the nurse at the casualty said,"What's happened to you? You look so unhappy." I replied, " No aunty, I fell with the lift and it has been paining from then." The nurse had informed my grandparents that the doctor will come only at ten. She also said that I needed an X-ray immediately and so she advised to take me to the other hospital. Somehow I managed to get to the other hospital. There the radiologist, on the advice of the doctor took X-rays of my thigh and ankle...

After looking at the X-rays the doctor said,"There's a fracture on the left femur bone and a hair-line crack on the right ankle." " You will have to admit him in the hospital. We might have to do a surgery. We will do it with a doctor from another hospital in Kilpauk," said he.

My grandparents didn't like the idea of admitting me in that hospital. Firstly, the hospital was not clean and there were a lot of mosquitoes there. Secondly, they knew that I will have peace of mind only with a doctor familiar with me. Lastly, the doctor at the other hospital is a trained professional and is an orthopaedic surgeon (the right kind of doctor for me).
So my grandmother said," We will admit him in the other hospital because that doctor is familiar to us." So we called an ambulance and soon I was back to my favourite hospital.
After a few hours, the doctor came and said that he will take another X-ray after 12 hours of observation. And soon I was lying on the bed in my favourite room in the hospital.

My father, who had gone to Delhi to see my mother, decided to come back after hearing the news about the incident. My mother became sad after hearing the news. She also sent a flower which had fallen down from the Durga idol ( it is believed that if we offer a flower to God with a wish and after that the flower falls off, it means that God had acknowledged your wish ) via my father. Via FaceTime I said to my mother that I will become fine and she needn't worry.

Somehow I managed, but I didn't know that I would get a mini-vacation for myself - so enjoyable, isn't it?

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