… is enough to give you a wake up call. It’s enough to make you realise that you take your body for granted and that it needs more love and care. It’s enough to make you realise that you love your loved ones more than you think you love them. It’s enough to give you an insight on the kinds of people that visit the hospital.
It’s enough to make you realise that a hospital is nothing but a workshop where we go to service our parts. A day is all it takes to realise that not all doctors work as per their Hippocratic Oath and that the medical frat has some worms which work only for money. That a hospital will sometimes make it sound like you are more sick than you actually are, so that it can earn some more money. That it will intentionally make you wait longer so they can charge you more.
One day is enough to make you realise you have more physical strength and less emotional strength than you thought you actually had. It can make you weak in the knees seeing your loved one lying helpless and it can make you stay awake for nights, without getting tired. One day is enough to let you know the variety of emotions you can go through in just a matter of minutes – when you go to meet the doctor incharge. There’s not just fear and worry, there’s anger, anxiety, relief, empathy, sympathy, helplessness, guilty, hatred, irritation, nervousness and annoyance.
That one day, you are on the phone every minute giving updates to your worried family members who stay far away. You are on the phone calling your family doctor and relative doctor, taking a second or third opinion, asking and confirming if the hospital is doing the right thing. That one day, you are more or less a call center.
One day in the hospital will make you realise how long a minute can be and how long a wait for the test result can be.
One day in the hospital is enough to make you realise how important it is to have manpower with you, behind you. That one day, you will know who really cares for you
One day in the hospital….