Thursday, June 17, 2010

"Ga kare.....Ga kare....."

Yesterday was again a tough though a normal day. In the preceding mid night, got call bell from Baiji and noticed that she was feeling wet. The Catheter developed some technical snag and urine was leaking. Some SOS changes were made and waited for morning. We called nurse and at around 9.30 am he did betadin flushing.

In the afternoon, when (except Beenu), nobody was at home, Baiji again had feeling to pass stool. Behanji mustard all courage and helped her sitting on wheel chair. But the chair tilted a little bit, behanji tried to control as far as possible, but in the process she suffered a huge jerk in her spinal cord. Good masses and medication was done. She is alright now.

After a few hours after flushing, we again noticed that urine is not coming in the required quantity and we could see bubbles/flakes in urinal pipe. Obliviously, this was a case of infection.

So without waiting, I talked to the urologist and he suggested for inserting new three way catheter. The same technician was called and he brought the desired pipe and flushing activity was repeated with new instrument. This is a painful process and we can hear the huge cries from Baiji.

Beenu and attendant took care of her for the whole remaining day as I was away to office and at flat site.

Anyhow, night passed peacefully. As usual I got up at 5.30 am today and after brushing and a little bit of “pranayam” went to kitchen for making tea. Baiji would call immediately for taking her to Wash room. We took her to bath room, though it was a little early from usual routine. After we had our tea. behanji again went to wash room to help her for other activities.

Meanwhile, I went out side to see, if Attendant is coming. After seeing her from a distance of 300 meters, my joy knew no bounds and I cried…”Ga kare…Ga Kare…”.

2 comments:

रंजन (Ranjan) said...

really very tough to manage...i become emotional......By the way what is ga kare ga kare...

Anju

pradeep said...

I thought u will understand. Story:

In Mokalsar the sole medium of cooking was wood and cow dung. So the girls used to go to the place where all cows assembled on daily basis for onward journey to forest for day long food needs. The village girls used to collect cow dung from their assembly. The unwritten rule was any girl seeing any cow in the process of excreting, would book that dung by crying from a distance place by saying "Ga kare....ga kare" and you can see the happiness on her face of winning.