Foreign body...

A few days later me and hubby visited Cherith's school to collect his uniform. While on the way, I looked at a certain place and wondered 'I always see this place from outside, will sometime see it from inside too...' and we moved ahead.

Cut 2:

Cherith enjoys playing games with his grandma on papa's old phone. A few days back it accidently slipped from his hand and the hard cover of the phone chipped.

Yesterday, grandma sent Cherith to get 5rs ka feviquick to fix it. He got it and I said give it to me ill do it. I was trying to open the pack when it accidently splashed on my face. A little on the fingers, a drop in my lower lip, a drop on my nose and 2 drops straight inside my left eye...

I rushed to the wash basin and washed it with clear water several times. There was little relief. I tried to rub it thinking the gum will be diluted by water (I know rubbing is not what I should have done).

After about 5 minutes when mother in law and cherith thought all was fine with me, I opened my right eye and asked Google what to do if feviquick splashed into the eye and guess what it said, 'Go to the ophthalmologist immediately!'

I quickly called hubby who was already at a hospital visiting a friend's dad. I told him I need to go to the doctor, feviquick splashed in my eye. " I'll be there in 5 minutes" came the reply.

As soon as he saw me standing in the balcony waiting for him, he quickly called two hospitals to check if doctors were available.. After no response we went to the place which I had wished to see from inside - Shankara Eye Hospital.

(I can feel your laughs!!)

So we reached and the security said no doctor inside, then saw me and said emergency in room no. 20. Hubby held my hand and guided a closed eyed me to the emergency and after waiting for 15 minutes and being checked by a nurse, I was guided to a treatment room. "I hope I don't loose my vision" I prayed. 

A few drops inside and 3 rounds of thorough cleaning with saline water (more like jet spray in my eye). The breaks were interrupted by hubby peeping in between and asking "Do such cases of feviquick come by or is she the first one?" or commenting "This is also similar to a car wash, like force of water cleaning everywhere!" and also scaring me with "Are those red spots in the eye normal?" 

And then a few drops of antibiotic later, I was finally able to open my left eye.. But hey... I see everything blur..

The doctor who was on rounds, stepped in, checked my eye and said the cornea has been bruised, just like our skin gets bruised when we fall. There is nothing to worry, I will prescribe as ointment and drops that you will have to apply for 1 and 2 weeks and come for a follow up on Saturday. For 2-3 days there will be sensitivity bacause of a foreign body invasion.

We thanked her and walked out. I saw the beautiful premises, an enormous banyan tree and exclaimed "That's a huge one!" Hubby turned towards me "Oh you can see?" I could barely open my eyes, so I couldn't give him the look I usually do when he pulls such things on me.

The term Foreign Body Invasion, stuck with me. On the way back, I was telling hubby how intricately our bodies are crafted. How every organ resists and fights any foreign body trying to invade. How it never accepts any alien object as its own.

Whenever we are faced with any physical adversity, our organs react within milliseconds. We are indeed nature's marvel. A marvel that we not only see taken for granted but also ignored, punished and cursed at various instances by our lot.

You have no idea how I spent the night with a swollen eye (since the power of anaesthesia subsided) and unending irritability only realising that each an every inch of my is beautiful and I'm truly truly blessed to have a healthy body above all other blessings. 

This is my first article written using one eye vision. Sure, it was an accident but could have been worse.. I joined my palms and thanked gurudev for saving my eye last night.

Let's thank the almighty for blessing us and our loved ones with these marvels.

P.S : Please beware while using feviquick and such other things. Protect and safeguard yourself and your loved ones...

CHEERS!!

GOD BLESS!!

CHS

The Tough Talk...

Seeking parents' permission for a sleepover/ school trip. Convincing Papa that the guy you love is right for you. Telling your boyfriend / girlfriend that it's not working. Explaining children why we need to hide certain things from others while we expect them to be honest with us. Having talks with teens, explaining the phenomena of harmonal changes, answering bizzare questions.

These constitute the tough talks that every one of us have to go through at different life stages. What has been the most difficult talk of your life?

I lost my maternal grandmother (nani) yesterday. After a while of remembering, missing and crying in her memory, I came to my senses and called my mother.

She was on the other side and I did not know what to tell her. I wept as she cried and spoke about nani at the same time. I hung up after 2 minutes, still without saying a word. This for me, this talk is the most difficult one.

It took me back to the time when my father in law had left us. It was Raksha Bandhan and I was home to celebrate. Parents in law had left to Rajasthan that morning. I got the news, sped back home and when I reached, hubby was busy making arrangements for all of us to go for the last rites.

We travelled to the airport, landed in jaipur after midnight and took cars from there to our village. We sat beside each other throughout but I did not talk to him. I did know what to tell him.

I couldn't bring myself to stand close to him while he broke down after such a huge loss. I did not know if I could be his pillar who'd transfer strength or a partner who'd cry with him.

I must confess that I am old enough, have seen few deaths in the family, have seen people loose loved ones. But I haven't learned how to talk to the kin.

What should I tell them? Everything will be okay? ( Is that what they want to hear that time?) Stay strong, there are others you have to look after? (Does that mean he / she isn't entitled to grieve?)

This also makes me ponder.. There are different ways in which we all grieve. I remember a dear one in college had lost his grandmother. He simply called me and said 'Nani nahi rahe' and hung up. I did not know her personally, yet I had tears after hearing that.

I have seen many screaming and shouting for the departed one to come back but they don't. There are others who simply sit quiet and avoid eating, talking or even looking at anyone. There are those who muster the courage to look after everyone around.

You can not explain grief just like you can not explain love. You don't have a way of grieving just like you don't have a way of loving. So I guess, Grief is very personal just like Love. It has different meanings, reactions and outcomes for each and every one of us.

I can not pray that I never be in a position to do The Tough Talk, I know I will have to. I am still learning and I hope I am capable of extending my hand, doing the needful for my dear ones in such tricky times of need. I hope you be blessed with courage too. 

May my nani find peace and happiness with Nanu up there... May our departed ones bless us from above.

GOD BLESS !!

CHS