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Love In ICU

Date: 11-Jun-2017

Love In ICU

 

ICU is the field of battle royale. Fight is between life and death,on one side is the Creator, who is trying to reclaim his creation and on the other side is his other creation, the doctors, who are trying to keep the body and the soul together. And as if to prevent the soul from escaping, they plug every natural hole in the body with some kind of tube. There are tubes for delivering breaths, nutrients, medicines and whatever else doctors deem fit for the survival of patient and there are tubes for delivering out urine, toxins and other excreta that the body deems unfit to survive. Multicolor monitors emitting different kinds of sounds, keep a check on vital parameters and announce the unannounced departure of soul. Body seems to be pinned down to the bed with all the tubings and cables of monitors, a la Gulliver.

All the monitors and all the experience of the doctors can keep a check on just the physical part of the body and heart. The other part, the emotions, is unfathomable. And where there is a young heart, it is bound to flutter sooner or later. That’s what happened once in the ICU where I work and it came as a pleasant whiff of fresh air in the perpetually morbid environment.A young boy and a young girl, from different places, unaccustomed to soul shattering effects of failed first love, landed in the ICU on the same day after consuming poison. They were resuscitated and put on adjacent beds. Soon they realized they were enduring the same anguish and developed a special bonding. They became sort of guardians of each other and would convey the needs or problems of each other to staff on duty and soon were part of local folklore. 

“He is having pain”, she would convey. “Her fluid bottle is finished”, he would tell. They would look at each other, smile at each other and talk to each other all day. For a change, we had ‘living’ patients rather than mere subjects and staff too was fully involved, reporting to each other the progress made at the change of duty shift.

Finally, they were discharged on the same day and were wheeled out together. And I hope, they found in each other what they were looking for in others. They must have realized how important it is to live for each other,rather than dying for non deserving others.

 

 

 

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