However, the confusion was short lived and reality struck upon me. There were dozens of punctures made on my wrists with needled pipes which supplied me essentials. I felt heavy numbness in my legs as if some miracle had washed out all the pain. I later came to know that I was on spinal anaesthesia and the relief was just temporary. Doctors informed me that my 'tendons' were cut and I was about to get operated for it. Having no clue what tendons actually are, I nodded in confirmation. A part of my body that I never knew even existed was now damaged. Woah!
However, that place gave me some sort of satisfaction and comfort that I didn't experience in years. Operation theatre squeezes you and pulls out all the life inside your body to the devices placed around you. The heart monitor, the oxygen monitor,the blood pressure unit, nervous system tracker and many others, all of them bumbling with life inside you. I played with the oxygen monitor by inhaling more than normal air, creating long waves on the graph and then exhaling to the core to achieve that overrated filmy 'straight dead line' on it (Yeah, I obviously failed).
Operation was done and I was ordered not to eat anything for a day due to anaesthesia. The thought of starving for a day had deeply hurt my sentiments but I remained calm. With a luggage of two motionless legs, a dozen of crack pipes, a stretcher and nurses hovering all around, I made my way to the orthopaedic dorm. Known faces appeared and I was assured that the chaos had finally ended. Later did I realize that this was just the beginning...
The best part was playing wid d oxygen monitor! great piece from ur life again:) the wait continues!
ReplyDeleteR u planning to b a novelist???? Well I think u should consider it part time;-)
ReplyDeleteNice writing dude...leave CA, do literature... There's more scope...and no extra attempts also...:D
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