rgurus
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My Anecdote Feb 2013
This happened at Madurai a few years back.
On one fine or not so fine morning, while I was standing on the TPK road near Pazhanganatham at Madurai waiting for the cobbler to repair the chappals given by my brother-in-law, I fell down unconscious. Immediately I was taken to the nearby hospital and got admitted. By then I regained my consciousness and was FEELING VERY NORMAL. However the doctors insisted on my undergoing a thorough check up and tested me for the usual standard parameters such as BP, sugar, cholesterol etc and wanted me to have a head -scan done. Since the hospital didn't have the facility, they planned to take me to a scan centre nearby and arranged for an ambulance for this purpose. The ambulance was stationed a few yards away from my bed outside my block and when I tried to get up and walk to the ambulance, the nurse and other staff there objected saying that I SHOULDN'T STRAIN MYSELF AND WALK BECAUSE I WAS VERY WEEK and prevented me from EVEN GETTING UP FROM THE BED. Within minutes a stretcher was brought and I was laid (!) on it and pushed into the ambulance that ultimately carried me to the scan centre. I was seated in a bench there and was asked to wait until I got mu turn for scanning. I was completely left to myself with no assistance from any of their staff and after a wait for about 30 minutes, I was told that the scanning will be done IN THE THIRD FLOOR. When I asked them where the lift was, I WAS TOLD THAT THERE WAS NO LIFT THERE AND I HAD TO CLIMB THE STAIRS UP ALL BY MYSELF. I did it the hard way, climbed up three stairs and got the scan done.
I FELT VERY STRANGE AND ANNOYED THAT WHILE I WAS PREVENTED FROM EVEN GETTING UP AND WALKING TO THE AMBULANCE WHICH WAS JUST TEN YARDS AWAY OR EVEN LESS, I WAS FORCED TO CLIMB UP THREE FLOORS.
Strange are the ways of the world, I thought!
In this connection, I want to add one more information. My head was scanned on three different occasions at three different centres at three different cities for three different purposes by three different doctors and all of them told me in three different languages the same thing, the sum and substance of which boiled down to "THERE WAS NOTHING IN MY HEAD" and I took it sportively and consoled myself thinking that the doctors after all must have meant that there was nothing wrong in my head and that the word "wrong" was inadvertently omitted. How far my inference is correct, I don't know
This happened at Madurai a few years back.
On one fine or not so fine morning, while I was standing on the TPK road near Pazhanganatham at Madurai waiting for the cobbler to repair the chappals given by my brother-in-law, I fell down unconscious. Immediately I was taken to the nearby hospital and got admitted. By then I regained my consciousness and was FEELING VERY NORMAL. However the doctors insisted on my undergoing a thorough check up and tested me for the usual standard parameters such as BP, sugar, cholesterol etc and wanted me to have a head -scan done. Since the hospital didn't have the facility, they planned to take me to a scan centre nearby and arranged for an ambulance for this purpose. The ambulance was stationed a few yards away from my bed outside my block and when I tried to get up and walk to the ambulance, the nurse and other staff there objected saying that I SHOULDN'T STRAIN MYSELF AND WALK BECAUSE I WAS VERY WEEK and prevented me from EVEN GETTING UP FROM THE BED. Within minutes a stretcher was brought and I was laid (!) on it and pushed into the ambulance that ultimately carried me to the scan centre. I was seated in a bench there and was asked to wait until I got mu turn for scanning. I was completely left to myself with no assistance from any of their staff and after a wait for about 30 minutes, I was told that the scanning will be done IN THE THIRD FLOOR. When I asked them where the lift was, I WAS TOLD THAT THERE WAS NO LIFT THERE AND I HAD TO CLIMB THE STAIRS UP ALL BY MYSELF. I did it the hard way, climbed up three stairs and got the scan done.
I FELT VERY STRANGE AND ANNOYED THAT WHILE I WAS PREVENTED FROM EVEN GETTING UP AND WALKING TO THE AMBULANCE WHICH WAS JUST TEN YARDS AWAY OR EVEN LESS, I WAS FORCED TO CLIMB UP THREE FLOORS.
Strange are the ways of the world, I thought!
In this connection, I want to add one more information. My head was scanned on three different occasions at three different centres at three different cities for three different purposes by three different doctors and all of them told me in three different languages the same thing, the sum and substance of which boiled down to "THERE WAS NOTHING IN MY HEAD" and I took it sportively and consoled myself thinking that the doctors after all must have meant that there was nothing wrong in my head and that the word "wrong" was inadvertently omitted. How far my inference is correct, I don't know
