A day at Hospital

I am  at the Hospital canteen for a cup of coffee.It has been  a long and anxious day for me.My father has been hospitalised for last five days battling the third stroke that he has had in his life.He is fighting his battle well with some signs of recovery.Whenever I ask him how is he doing he tells me he is better.He never complains about his ill health.But deep down I know he is suffering.But what prompted me to write this blog is another experience that I had at the canteen.This experience left me with many questions than answers.

As I was collecting my cup of coffee there was a man standing next to me.He was a senior citizen who looked  worried and anxious.He kept on looking at me and finally asked me if I was a Malayalee.I replied in the affirmative.On hearing this there was some relief on his face.It seemed he wanted to share something with me.He asked if I could have my cup of coffee with him.I oblighed and then he opened up and told me the reason for his uneasiness.He told me that he has a one year old grandson.His grandson has been diagonised with cancer.

The child has cancer one one of its kidney.Parents brought the child from Dubai to Bangalore to get treatment for cancer.On scanning it was found out that the cancer on the kidney was very bad.Only option was to remove one Kidney.Child was operated and one kidney was removed.Now the child is undergoing chemotherapy and not keeping well.Future of the kid looks bleak.Even if it survies it will be a long and painful recovery process.Life will be limited with only one kidney .Grandfather of the kid told me that they had sufficent money but still everything rested in the hands of God.He felt hopeless and worried.

I listened patiently to all the things he had to say.I could see relief on his face.He only wanted someone with whom he could share his pain.I felt very sad for the child and its family.Then we both said good bye,wished each other well and parted ways.Life is very unpredictible and can be very painful at times.Sometimes we have only questions and no answer.Why such a dreadful thing has to happen to a one year old kid? Spending some time at hospital can make us more sensitive and grounded.We understand that many things are not in our control.There is no point in being to proud or egoistic in life.We have to be grateful for all good things that we have in our life.There are so many people who are suffering much more than us.