Lekha was supposed to be discharged tomorrow and therefore, the Sunday had begun in the usual manner as we went about our morning chores. However, by about a half past 10, Lekha's doctor had come on an unscheduled visit, changed the wounds' dressing and discharged her from the hospital.
Being a holiday, the procedure of discharge was gone through quickly without any waste of time. George, the sa'arthi, was at the main porch by 1630h and we set off for home after an eleven day stay. As we sped past familiar landmarks, it appeared to me that I was returning after a long, long time. Wonder why the feeling of a 'time warp' was being experienced? The beauty was that Lekha, too, had gone through a similar feeling!
Lekha's understudy had got our supper ready but had given us an ominous warning that water was not coming through the pipes despite the fact that the motor had pumped water into the twin overhead tanks. She'd, however, drawn water from the well and filled up three containers to tide over our immediate needs - damn sweet of her!
Within an hour we're back at home and George had helped me to pick up Lekha on her wheelchair, up the steps and onto the front landing, from the car. The rest of the evening was spent in acclimatising her to the changed circumstances and in the use of the wheelchair and she seems to be picking up the ropes pretty fast.
The water problem needed to be licked and I'd called up the contractor who assigned the working hands for such odd jobs. The trouble shooters had arrived soon after and the problem was identified to be one of the overhead tanks that had sprung a leak. It was replaced and the new one was connected up in place which took all of three hours.
The problem was licked, literally, by the end of the day!
Tailpiece.
There never seems to be a dull moment.
Being a holiday, the procedure of discharge was gone through quickly without any waste of time. George, the sa'arthi, was at the main porch by 1630h and we set off for home after an eleven day stay. As we sped past familiar landmarks, it appeared to me that I was returning after a long, long time. Wonder why the feeling of a 'time warp' was being experienced? The beauty was that Lekha, too, had gone through a similar feeling!
Lekha's understudy had got our supper ready but had given us an ominous warning that water was not coming through the pipes despite the fact that the motor had pumped water into the twin overhead tanks. She'd, however, drawn water from the well and filled up three containers to tide over our immediate needs - damn sweet of her!
Within an hour we're back at home and George had helped me to pick up Lekha on her wheelchair, up the steps and onto the front landing, from the car. The rest of the evening was spent in acclimatising her to the changed circumstances and in the use of the wheelchair and she seems to be picking up the ropes pretty fast.
The water problem needed to be licked and I'd called up the contractor who assigned the working hands for such odd jobs. The trouble shooters had arrived soon after and the problem was identified to be one of the overhead tanks that had sprung a leak. It was replaced and the new one was connected up in place which took all of three hours.
The problem was licked, literally, by the end of the day!
Tailpiece.
There never seems to be a dull moment.
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