Why do you need to go to the hospital?
Can’t you manage your condition through some home remedies rather than taking medication?
Are you sure the doctor you are going to is good enough?
These are some of the questions one gets from friends and family members for any visit to a hospital. A lot many get nervous hearing or even thinking about doctors or hospitals for that matter. Whether its the equipment or the smell, the environment or seeing other patients, we all tend to get nervous to a certain degree.
But what if one requires a surgery? That is sure to open an altogether new set of questions amongst family and friends.
Is the surgery necessary?
What is the recovery time?
Is the surgeon recommended by anyone else?
Can the surgery be delayed?
I recently did undergo a minor surgery. But this post is not about the specifics of the surgery in particular. But instead, its about the after effects of staying for a night in a hospital as well as the anaesthesia which got me thinking much more than I ever have in years.
A surgery maybe ‘small’ for a doctor if its treatment has been found and the operation is very common across the world. But for a patient, a surgery is just that – a surgery after all. We all tend to protect our bodies from the smallest germs possible. So any incision is bound to pain to an extent that the first few days are the most difficult. But then if you can fight through, things start to get normal again.
That brings me to my second point. So many of us tend to disregard simple things in life like getting up from bed, being able to walk, going to the washroom, sitting on the sofa etc. Now I guess, maybe I needed a surgery to sit back and appreciate as to how lucky I am to be able to do these things in life. You shouldn’t wait for a surgery to start appreciating life.
I was asked to fast around 10 hours before the surgery. And the day the surgery was done, I could just have a liquid diet only after 9 hours or so of the procedure getting completed. Until then, the glucose drip was my only source of nutrition. When I did get proper food the next morning, it felt like I was in heaven despite only having food about 30 hours before. It felt as though I haven’t eaten in ages. This was enough to make me think of we take food and eating in general for granted. So many of us just end up wasting food without a care in the world.
On the morning after the operation, I was a mess due to the acidity caused from the painkillers and antibiotics. And so the doctor had told me that I should try to walk slowly as it would help me heal better and faster. When I walked out of my private room to the window nearby, I just felt that am locked up in the four walls of a building while the world is free outside. Maybe it was the anaesthesia or the environment in the hospital, but I felt that my mind was playing games with me.
All this and more has just made me feel that we need to appreciate what life gives us including even the simplest pleasures day in and day out. We need to be thankful for what we have and not keep worrying or stressing about what we don’t have.