RUN.. YOU ARE GETTING WEAKER..

Just a few days back I attended the Pune International marathon as a health team member being in the field of physiotherapy.. Honestly I never thought that this experience was about to change alot of what I thought, but it did.. 

So it was about to start at around 5.30 in the morning and for that I had to get up at around 4 and get ready.. I must say I was too excited, for it was my first time ever attending a marathon.. 

So somewhere down you feel all cool to enter the ground with the feel of being a physical therapist.. And so did I, like everyone else.. But guess what, it didn’t last that long.. 

Wearing all warm clothes covering myself to escape the cold weather I reached the place to see everyone wearing shorts all set to run and that itself kind of changed everything I had in mind… 

Honestly speaking, and that time I never knew what was about to come ahead.. So finally we gathered to reach the starting line of the marathon.. And the whole experience of seeing so many people ready to run a marathon with such enthusiasm at 5. 30 in the winter morning, left me struck… The roads were all lighted up beautifully with some gud music in the background.. I never thought of a morning as such where waking up at 4 didn’t make me feel sleepy at all, infact I was living that moment of my life.. 

I know some people reading this might be wondering what is so awesome about waking up so early to attend just a marathon.. Infact that day itself made me realise what’s so special about it.. I am not even kidding but honestly I wished I could experience that feeling for a few more days… 

Standing there seeing people so excited to run was something that pepped me up.. It was as if I was standing there to run myself.. I could feel each and every one.. Finally it was the start to the marathon and I was happy to see everyone run.. Hardly do people run with a smile on their faces these days.. That day was it.. 

After a few minutes we stood at the finish line to see if anyone reaching the finish line needed help.. Standing there I saw a variety of people.. People who were trained to run and people who themselves train to run.. Standing at the finish line I realised, for the trained ones it was all about who reached first, but for the others it was all about that sense of achievement you get at the end of completing the marathon.. It was as if, they won a lottery ticket… 

People of all ages, from the elderly to children to middle aged women to the trained ones.. All ran.. But the ones other than the trained ones, caught my respect.. That day made me realise, that neither age, gender or any physical disability is a reason not to run to prove your state of fitness.. 

That moment made me question myself… Was I fit, to be able to run and more importantly complete the marathon like them? Honestly..  No, definitely no.. 

That left the so called physical therapist feel, not so cool anymore… 

What I’m trying to make people reading this realise is that, sometimes the things we find cool aren’t always cool.. 

I mean getting paid for a desk job, smoking a cigar, texting while driving, trying stunts to satisfy that adrenaline rush, driving a bike or a super car rather than a bicycle, speeding up a car to impress a girl, or just being lazy to do whatever it takes to build up good health is not always cool… 

Seeing people elder and younger to me run, made me feel embarrassed.. It made me realise that being fit to run a marathon was more cool than being lazy in bed.. I mean if they could do it, I should be right? 

It’s not always about participating in a marathon and to win one, its about making yourself realise the level of fitness you maintain yourselves to.. That is what is important.. 

Look around yourself and you would find every other person having either Diabetes, Hypertension, Coronary Artery Disease or obesity… Why so? No exercise to the heart you see… So where do you see yourself in the picture? 

So that day I decided i am to run… Run not to win a marathon but, run to win a healthy heart.. 

It’s not about being lazy, its about comprising on your health, that is to be taken into consideration…

 I wished all schools made children run on a daily basis, I wish we thought climbing up stairs and getting up, to get what we want, was never difficult… 

I wish one day we all could be proud of how healthy are hearts are.. I wish I made you think.. 

So now stop thinking & start running

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My experience with paediatric camp..

Have you ever thought of the times your parents prayed at the time of your birth, just to make sure your birth was safe.. They prayed for a healthy child.. “Though some prayed for a male child” .. 

But yes, most of them just prayed for the health, be it a male or a female child.. Today was a day where i attended a paediatric camp, that made me realise how important health was, than the gender of the baby.. 

So at the camp we had to evaluate these children who had some kind of physical disability.. We evaluated their tone, gross motor function, posture, balance and gait.. A thing that caught my attention was the amount of independence and discipline in these children.. And I must say their school was responsible for it… They were so well behaved.. These days, children are so notorious, but looking at these children i admired the values they were taught.. Though most of them could walk, they sat in one place all quiet..

These days most of the kids usually are stubborn and ask for expensive toys but looking at them I realised how one could be happy with the simplest of toys..

I never expected myself to be able to feel this experience today but then something really did make me feel great today.. 

A child who had difficulty walking without support, whose caretaker said he flops down if you don’t hold his hand, insisted to walk without our support.. The caretaker and I stood by his side while he started walking, and that point I was blown away by the fact that he could walk without our support, inspite of having difficulty.. 

Seeing him walk with a smile on his face, because he was able to walk without our support made my day.. Il be honest, it did get my eyes wet.. I can’t tell you enough, of how great i felt, of the power my profession has in making such people capable of walking independently.. 

This point I realised how important a part, is functional independence in the so called, concept of “health”.. 

Here on, I am going to focus more on making my patients functionally independent, be it watever the case, because that is what makes them happy..

Its weird how small things teach you, the biggest lessons in life.. This, was indeed on of them.. 

My experience with paediatric camp.. 

Have you ever thought of the times your parents prayed at the time of your birth, just to make sure your birth was safe.. They prayed for a healthy child.. “Though some prayed for a male child” .. 

But yes, most of them just prayed for the health, be it a male or a female child.. Today was a day where i attended a paediatric camp, that made me realise how important health was, than the gender of the baby.. 

So at the camp we had to evaluate these children who had some kind of physical disability.. We evaluated their tone, gross motor function, posture, balance and gait.. A thing that caught my attention was the amount of independence and discipline in these children.. And I must say their school was responsible for it… They were so well behaved.. These days, children are so notorious, but looking at these children i admired the values they were taught.. Though most of them could walk, they sat in one place all quiet..

These days most of the kids usually are stubborn and ask for expensive toys but looking at them I realised how one could be happy with the simplest of toys..

I never expected myself to be able to feel this experience today but then something really did make me feel great today.. 

A child who had difficulty walking without support, whose caretaker said he flops down if you don’t hold his hand, insisted to walk without our support.. The caretaker and I stood by his side while he started walking, and that point I was blown away by the fact that he could walk without our support, inspite of having difficulty.. 

Seeing him walk with a smile on his face, because he was able to walk without our support made my day.. Il be honest, it did get my eyes wet.. I can’t tell you enough, of how great i felt, of the power my profession has in making such people capable of walking independently.. 

This point I realised how important a part, is functional independence in the so called, concept of “health”.. 

Here on, I am going to focus more on making my patients functionally independent, be it watever the case, because that is what makes them happy..

Its weird how small things teach you, the biggest lessons in life.. This, was indeed on of them.. 

Disabled or Differently abled.. 

For those who don’t know, the world disabled has been replaced with the word differently abled in context to referring to people with a disability..  

When I first came to know about this change I felt it was just to make people feel less disabled by calling them differently abled.. But I was wrong.. It wasn’t anything about making someone feel better by just calling them differently abled.. 

We often look at such people and think they can’t do this, they can’t do that.. But what we fail to realise is that they can do alot of what even we can’t.. 

Il be honest with everyone who reads this, being a lazy person myself when I see people with a disability acting more active than me.. It makes me feel ashamed of myself.. It is people like us calling them disabled.. I mean think of it.. They sweat working hard taking physical therapy around 2 times a day and we feel so tired to even workout once everyday in the gym.. So the question is who is disabled? They said it right disability is in the mind.. 

There are so many people who use their bodies in the best possible way inspite of their disabilities.. It is these kind of people who teach us the what it means to be differently abled.. 

Could you paint with your toes? May be not.. 

But some can.. Cause “some“,  are differently abled not disabled.. 

My water bottle..

I know the title may sound funny and weird but it isn’t.. Its one of those small things that taught me the biggest lesson in life.. 

So here is a story i want to share with a lesson for life you need to remember.. It may sound a bit sarcastic but truth can always be best described in a sarcarstic way I feel.. 

So I would like to thank God for blessing me with a water bottle whom I never thought to be of any value other than helping me carry water.. Until one day when I sat down in the bus.. As always I never expected anyone to look at me and say hi! Cause I knew that’s said when u need something from someone .. So there I sat in my seat thinking about my day and I hear my name being called.. I look back to find a person call me to ask, if I had water.. I said yes, took my water bottle and handed it over.. After drinking water one word saying thank you was said to me returning my water bottle.. I looked at my water bottle and that was the day I realised how important it is for me.. I mean if i have it, I am of some value to people.. If I don’t have it I’m not.. 

    This is a hard truth of life, no matter how many people you have you are always judged on what you can give back to people.. If you have nothing to offer you would never be of any value.. 

    Often my patients tell me about how people left them when they ended up being dependent on them without having anything to offer.. You see how selfish people are and that’s what you need to understand.. If u want to be valued, you need to have that one thing people would value you for… 

    Let me get this clear, say u want to buy a car.. What do you do? You compare right? You see which of the two is giving you the best for the price your being asked to pay.. You see how companies fight to be better than others? Why do you think they do that? They fight to be the best and offer the best because they know they wouldn’t be valued if they don’t… 

The same applies to you, people would come to you and value you for the things you best offer them… Say you are good at math but not science.. No friend of yours would come to learn science from you.. But a person who isn’t even a friend can come to learn math from you.. 

I hope you get the point… Offer value to people and that’s when you get valued… 

How much does your health cost?

We humans, we always want the best for ourselves right? The best of everything.. Expect one thing, that we end up taking for granted.. Our health.. 

I always find people making right decisions incase of a making a purchase… Be it buying a car, a house or anything for that matter.. People consider quality and quantity and the price that you have to pay for it.. But how often do we measure, the quantity and quality of our health.. How often, do we make the best choices when it comes to taking care of our bodies? 

Let me tell you, our human body is one such creation of God that is irreplacable.. So should we be even taking it for granted?

We live in a world, where there are so many advances in the health industry.. Consider implants that replace human body structures, they can replace a structure, but not its function to the level, the human body can perform..  

There is no such thing made by man, that can ever match the one made by God.. 

For once take a look at yourself, and try to find atleast one thing that we do every single day to keep ourselves healthy.. Do we exercise? Do we eat healthy? And there are people, who not only do nothing to keep themselves healthy, but instead do things enough to deteriorate their health.. 

People smoke, people drink, people use their phones while driving.. How about selling your health? How much, would it cost you think? 

A question i have for all reading this.. Do you really think that your health is replaceable? Just a few days back i was talking to a patient and he said God may punish anyone in a way anything else than ending him up with a spinal cord injury, leaving him with paralysed lower body.. 

That was a indeed a moment of shame and regret for me,  remembering all those times i act lazy to get up from my bed to get the things i want.. For people who want to, always cannot.. 

Honestly, i couldn’t even look into his eyes when he said that to me.. It made me realise how often we take our lives for granted? Is it, that cheap? 

A few years back, i happened to sprain my ankle, and every time i beared weight on the foot it gave me immense pain.. The pain stayed for a month or so, for i couldn’t give my ankle proper rest for it to heal completely.. Because of that pain i couldn’t even walk normally, it somewhere got me to be irritated as i couldn’t do anything the way i used to do before.. Now just that small reason, of not being able to do what i wanted to used to irritate me.. That day I realised how important my body was for me.. How important was it for my ankle to function properly to help me walk.. These are small things, that we take for granted in our so called busy lives.. That day also made me realise that, how hard it is for someone who cannot do something, that he has been doing for years.. That day i knew that instead of complaining, i should have been thanking God for my injury was temporary.. And yes maybe that’s how inexpensive, we consider our bodies and our health to be.. 

The message that i’m trying to convey is that our bodies should be thanked for.. Next time you pray to God about the list of endless things he didn’t bless you with, thank him for he blessed you with the kind of health people die craving for.. 

It’s weird how you see 2 kinds of people, one who always smokes and stays happy, and the other who gets hit by a car without it being his mistake, ending up being paralysed for the rest of his life both physically and mentally.. 

Maybe that’s life.. If you don’t do anything to take care of your health, don’t ask for it when its all gone.. For it shall never come back.. 

All that is never valued, is what never stays and for once its gone, its gone forever.. Hope you remember.. 

The case..

She stood there outside the cabin, just to get a sign on the patient’s case she had presented to the professor.. 

Earlier, at the time she was documenting the case in the journal, all the thoughts just rolled up.. She recollected how she had been taking care of that patient, each day she went to the ward, just to see if he was okay.. Everyday she treated him, so that one day she could see him open his eyes and talk to his relatives.. She remembered how she ran, everyday in the corridor, just to enter the ward, with the fear to see if he was there and not gone.. The sight of him lying there on the bed unconscious, was far more better than him being missing, which would depict he was no more, she believed.. Everynight the only thing that scared the shit out of her was, what if she didn’t see him tomorrow.. That thought kept her awake for most of the time at night.. 

Everyday she walked upto his bed to treat him, his relatives looked upto her as an answerer to all questions.. They some how believed in her alot.. Thats what made her realise, she was good at her job.. They told her how, his grandchildren used to come to meet him, and how his sister’s came to tie him a rakhi in the hospital.. Everyday they asked her, will he be good, madam? 

The patients condition was such that, she could not answer anything.. She just asked them to keep faith.. She knew she could be wrong, but as they say, faith had the power to change everything.. God knows, what could just happen.. 

She thought, is this way a person could get punished for missing his blood pressure medications for a single day.. 

She remembered how bad she controlled her emotions, when his wife used to cry infront of her.. She knew, she had to make the patients relatives more stronger and that’s why, she chose to make them believe how strong faith can be.. 

Everyday, she put her hand on the patients wrinkled forehead and thought that one day everything would be okay.. Rendering a smile to the relatives, she used turn her back to leave, with the thought that kept her awake, eating her for most of the time.. 

Inspite of knowing the fact, that the patient’s prognosis wasn’t that good, she tried her best… All she wanted was, that the children never lost their grandfather, for she knew what it felt like to loose one.. 

She still remembered, how the relatives thanked her for all she did for the patient, and their faces depicted well, how much they meant it.. 

Days passed and his condition improved.. And she was happy to see the patient opening his eyes and finally looking at her to see who had been treating him for days.. That day, she held his hand and felt how faith had changed things for good.. 

Her posting was about to change and it was a last day there in the ward, and she left happily, making sure that the relatives knew whom to contact if they ever needed her.. 

One fine day, out of the blue she got the news of the patient being no more, and she just could not believe that.. But that, was it… It was the end, to that fairytale that made her feel that every story has a happy ending.. 

There she stood to take the professor’s sign on the case.. That day the case had no meaning.. That so called “management” went in vain.. It was meant to be of worth for the patient, but may be life chose no to.. It was no longer a patients case, but just a written documentation.. 

This particular patient had been very special to me, for reasons i don’t even know.. But, what i do know now, is that not every story is a story with a happy ending..

The most important lesson this patient taught me is that never ever go, a day without taking your blood pressure pills.. It can certainly cost you, your life.. 

Please share this post with everyone you know to have been taking blood pressure medications.. Its a medication you should not stop taking unless your doctor tells you.. Elderly people in the house should be reminded to take their medications daily..