LADY SAVIOUR

It was a Wednesday.,,,
I remember it perfectly...we had the activity class at school..
I hated the swimming sessions we had..But that day my hate was overlooked by my excitement..
I knew I am going to hear the worlds best news today at my return home!!
my mom's gone to the doctor!!!

Oops ...they calll it gynaecologist...

I wish she brings the news of welcoming a baby brother home..and I  trust my god...he will definitely grant my wish!!

My eyes were somewhat stationed on the clock ..

.. I never bothered missing the Disney show... neither did I go for my dance classes..what if mom comes home ..???
How can I be away when she brings the sweetest news..
The door opened only to find a gloomy face of my mom..I had never seen her so unhappy..her eyes looked as red as blood.. when I touched her cheeks,,they were wet..and her hands were trembling..Even dads face reflected tension and sadness


" Mom..no matter if I don't have a baby brother ...you please don't get upset.. I LOVE YOU..WE ALL LOVE YOU"

I was so confused when she grabbed me in her arms and I heard my mom cry loudly as never before..

Months passed after this incident ,, I got busy with my assignments and homework.. I promised god to share my building blocks and bicycle with my sibling..if he gives me a baby brother..I kept my fingers crossed!!

Gradually ,, I observed many changes in my mom.. her face grew more pale..her head was slowly turning bald..and the eyebrows...almost disappeared..

Today I had decided..to explore the truth.. I found out the address of the gynaecologist (this word is too big to pronounce).. and went straight to her hospital after school 
hours (i promise i did not bunk the swimming class!)

The gynaecologist was so young ,,, I thought she must be a weird looking lady with a grumpy face..but she was rather a beautiful lady with a sweet voice..
but I still don't know why she broke into tears when she saw me...

" what happened to my mom...after every time she visits you..she returns home with a bad mood..what do you tell her??"

"nothing,,,your moms all fine...see ..she will be recovering in few days.."

" I don't want a baby brother if it causes so much trouble to my momm..OK? "

"hmm... I will try my best to reduce your moms trouble"

At the door,, I heard granny yelling at mom...

" How could you hide this from me??
I had told you to do the rituals at Trimbakeshwar...it was already written in your horoscope...deadly danger at 30.. but I never imagined it to be Cancer,,"

CANCER

?????

I have heard about in doordarshan...even the newspapers have it... the aunt next door once said that it kills the victim...

my mom is dying???

I returned...

"gynaecologist ,,,,,,gynaecologist......my Granny says......momm....cancer...."

I couldn't speak....the tears flowed right into my mouth and stopped my words

"not at all...who said..???
.nothing happened to your mom...shes fine"

" I know she isn't...save my mom please"

I did not taste the chocolates that she gave me...I dint bother to unwrap it...all I wanted to know was about cancer and its aftermath,,,

 I didn't see mom for months...even though the gynaecologist aunty called home a few times...mom never spoke through phone..perhaps she did not want me to hear her cancer stricken helplessness

In January,SHE RETURNED HOME...

everything seemed perfect ...all that I missed the softness at her chest when I hugged her..they had removed it..my mom survived breast cancer...

I know..it was the lady saviour who saved mom..she proved granny wrong...

Whatever you call her gynaecologist or gynaeclsist ..or perhaps doctor..
She is my God...she kept the word..
She is my lady saviour...
The one who granted my wish..
She is my god...
Even though I am not gonna have a baby brother,,,it doesn't bother me...now...
My lady saviour has solutions to every problem..
I will be a saviour like her one day..I will be a doctor...perhaps a

GYNAECOLOGIST...(yippee...I pronounced it correct this time!!)

PS:
This is a small story that I have wriiten in reference to the Get your story published in The Chicken Soup for the Indian Soul – Indian Doctors at BlogAdda

This is a true incident and I have wriiten this post through the view of the cancer patient's daughter..who still believes that the lady doctor who treated her mother is a true saviour... hope this story never bores you and find a place in your sympathy..
Hope this article was worth the time you spent here to read this...

Living the nightmare

Dear anu,

I am sorry for postponing the plan of the movie last week...I know that you are fed up of spending your day at the daycare and thus wish to spend a day out with your parents,,,but how can I explain you about my fear,,the fear of the sympathy portrayed on me by the cruel society...

It all started with a pain in the right breast.I guessed if it was the outcome of the stress of your approaching mid term exams...or the load of targets I had to accomplish at workplace...I simply ignored the pain..for health was always a second option for me.

later  cold cough and other illness started troubling me and the antibiotics suggested by Dr. Gupta did not work.
And then the abnormalities in my body lead me to consult a better doctor .
The tests that he suggested  had weird names that I had never heard of. His advice to avoid lifting heavy weight couldn't stop me from  lifting  your schoolbag everyday to school. Afterall how could I run from my responsibilities???

It was a dreadful Wednesday when I ran out of the doctors cabin...I was almost paralysed . I couldn't even scream to disturb the peaceful ambiance of the hospital. All that I could do was hold you father's hand helplessly .. I was helpless to accept the reality of the BREAST CANCER  that I was diagnosed with.

It was you filled in my thoughts. Blots of your innocence and love defeated  me . I knew  I had to win over this. I had to survive.

I believed that I was the luckiest woman in the world . The most pampered daughter , the most loved wife and the best mother.
But now unfortunately all that I possess are the sleepless nights..and tons of sympathy.Perhaps that is the reason why I hid it from rest of the society...

I am helpless to answer your questions. How can I explain you the sudden baldness over my head..???How can I explain you the clashing of dates of the parents meeting at your school and the chemotherapy treatment at the hospital????

now that i am free of this disease and doctor assures my healthy life....I am also free of my infected body  part...the most important part of a female .....ever since the operation...my right breast is now something that existed in past..

I fear your request for a baby brother for your mom is now helpless.

I wish I could lead the same life as before.....no more sympathies...no more medical advices...no more sleepless nights...

I want back the happiness of our family..I wish to lead a normal day of 10 hour  at workplace, two hours in the kitchen..and rest of the day with you....I don't want to be a target of sympathy anymore for I  have lived a nightmare for the past two years......

Hats off to the blogadda's campaign to combat cancer....when I read this article on blogadda the first thing that came to my mind was the story of my cousin who recently escaped the clutches of this dreadful disease.
Above is an excerpt of her fight with the disaster......through my viewpoint all that she wanted to tell to her daughter....the seven year old niece of mine.

Cancer has always been a nightmare to many people around me...Right from my classmate who died of blood cancer to two of my family friends diagnosed with breast cancer and stomach cancer....
 Looking forward for a better world...free from the clutches of this demon...................