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..