After three weeks of stay at the hospital, Lekha was discharged today. We'd got up early in the morning to see off my aunt who was being taken to Ernakulam for further management with ayurvedic medicines. Her doctor had reported that the Oxygen treatment for her had reached a plateau, with diminishing returns! In other words, there was nothing more that he could do.
It was then that Lekha's discharge formalities were started in right earnest. Completed official records had to be obtained from the doctor, along with the discharge summary and the resume of the drawing of medicines from the in house dispensary for the consolidated bill that was cleared. Since the doctor had dropped a last minute bombshell that she was to keep her leg immobile for another fortnight to a month, while at home, a wheelchair had to be acquired. With a couple of telephone calls, the shop was identified and I'd made a dash for the purchase and finally, by about 1 o'clock, we're ready to cast off from the hospital with a gleaming wheelchair folded and secured in the boot.
There were a few sentimental scenes with Selvam saying that he'd miss us and the nursing staff along with the conservancy staff, who'd attended on Lekha, giving their farewell hugs wishing her a speedy recovery. A few of them even took solace of the fact that she'd be visiting the hospital on Tuesdays and Fridays for the next couple of weeks for the dressing of the wound by the doctor!
Nice to know that one's liked by the others but one would never like to go back to a hospital and be tied down to one of its beds because of an ailment - to the extent feasible, of course!
It took me an hour to drive home and we're back at 'The Quarterdeck' by 2. And it was a wonderful feeling to be back.
Tailpiece.
There was, however, a faux pas. After working out all possible permutations and combinations, Lekha had to finally drag herself from the verandah at the entrance to the inner staircase, before she could be put back on the wheelchair - a lack of home work and planning on my part. Bad!
It was then that Lekha's discharge formalities were started in right earnest. Completed official records had to be obtained from the doctor, along with the discharge summary and the resume of the drawing of medicines from the in house dispensary for the consolidated bill that was cleared. Since the doctor had dropped a last minute bombshell that she was to keep her leg immobile for another fortnight to a month, while at home, a wheelchair had to be acquired. With a couple of telephone calls, the shop was identified and I'd made a dash for the purchase and finally, by about 1 o'clock, we're ready to cast off from the hospital with a gleaming wheelchair folded and secured in the boot.
There were a few sentimental scenes with Selvam saying that he'd miss us and the nursing staff along with the conservancy staff, who'd attended on Lekha, giving their farewell hugs wishing her a speedy recovery. A few of them even took solace of the fact that she'd be visiting the hospital on Tuesdays and Fridays for the next couple of weeks for the dressing of the wound by the doctor!
Nice to know that one's liked by the others but one would never like to go back to a hospital and be tied down to one of its beds because of an ailment - to the extent feasible, of course!
It took me an hour to drive home and we're back at 'The Quarterdeck' by 2. And it was a wonderful feeling to be back.
Tailpiece.
There was, however, a faux pas. After working out all possible permutations and combinations, Lekha had to finally drag herself from the verandah at the entrance to the inner staircase, before she could be put back on the wheelchair - a lack of home work and planning on my part. Bad!
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