{"id":5469,"date":"2023-03-24T08:00:00","date_gmt":"2023-03-23T21:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/?p=5469"},"modified":"2023-03-01T00:26:16","modified_gmt":"2023-02-28T13:56:16","slug":"guest-blog-post-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/2023\/03\/24\/guest-blog-post-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Guest Blog Post (Part 1)"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t<div data-elementor-type=\"wp-post\" data-elementor-id=\"5469\" class=\"elementor elementor-5469\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-section-wrap\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-9032586 elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"9032586\" data-element_type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-row\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-88916e9\" data-id=\"88916e9\" data-element_type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-fb5dd02 elementor-widget elementor-widget-image\" data-id=\"fb5dd02\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"image.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-image\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"940\" height=\"788\" src=\"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/02\/1.png\" class=\"attachment-large size-large wp-image-5484\" alt=\"Guest Post\" srcset=\"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/02\/1.png 940w, https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/02\/1-300x251.png 300w, https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/02\/1-768x644.png 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 940px) 100vw, 940px\" \/>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-ef8a812 elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"ef8a812\" data-element_type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-row\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-b547066\" data-id=\"b547066\" data-element_type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-b91a4ed elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"b91a4ed\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-text-editor elementor-clearfix\">\n\t\t\t\t<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>DEDOLOR<\/strong><\/h4><h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Author \u2013 Manoj Kumar Sharma<\/strong><\/h4><p><strong>03<sup>rd<\/sup> May 2020, Sunday<\/strong><\/p><p><strong>Bharat Nagar, INDIA<\/strong><\/p><p>Historically before the year 2020, first Sunday of May month, was being celebrated grandiosely as World Laughter Day.<\/p><p>But, this year the scenario across the globe was unfortunately contradictory. Instead of any sign of laughters, the beginning of the day for human continued amid cries &amp; sobs as dooming in unfortunate untimely deaths every here &amp; there every now &amp; then, deadly fear, inconsolable mourning, endless tears, mental trauma, deadly fear amid breathlessness and many more negativities.<\/p><p>The culpriting devil reasoning the death dance was insanely common across the world.<\/p><p>Covid-19, the latest mutant of Corona virus was madly torturing the human world beyond their wild imaginations. Never ever anybody was having any guesses for such devastations. Though world authorities, scientists and learned leaders were gesturing having clues about the originator of the deadly virus. But, as struggling suffering all-round losses of lives, trade, revenues, nobody was in position to confront by wedging a punishing war against the cannibalistic country China.<\/p><p>Universally, the only and only priority was to manage staying healthy, safe and to keep alive\u2026to forget or postpone settling the grievances\u2026<\/p><p>\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p><p>And there, in Bharat Nagar, India, at dawn, a milk vendor, Nandu Bhaiya riding his tricycle cart was roaming around while distributing milk to his customers\u2026<\/p><p>Like anybody else, he was also fearful. But, as essential services were allowed while the ongoing strictest lockdown period, he was committed to discharge his business responsibilities. \u00a0<\/p><p>To overcome his shivering fears while roaming in deserted roads, he was murmuring as enchanting \u2018Hanuman Chalisa\u2019 all the way.<\/p><p>Nandu was surprised when saw the delivery bag hung at door bolt of Pandya\u2019s house was already having two pouches from previous days.<\/p><p>Surprised Nandu guessed, it means that the pouches delivered on yesterday and day before yesterday were not being collected, and, even he also missed to check. He got suspicion, whether Jasoda Madam was not well or she has gone somewhere outside and by mistake hanged the bag at the door.\u00a0<\/p><p>Curious Nandu then tried to peep into the window, and, found that Jasoda Madam was lying on the floor in unusual posture, and the TV was on. He smelled something wrong, that\u2019s why the old pouches not being collected\u2026.<\/p><p>Tensed Nandu, then knocked the doorbell and yelled, \u201cMadamji\u2026.Madamji\u2026\u2026\u201d Repeated, calling for couple of times. But there was no response. Then called up Jasoda but, got the message that phone is switched off\u2026.<\/p><p>Desperate Nandu tried to take help of neighbors, but, faced negative uncooperative responses.<\/p><p>Then he remembered something and called up Jasoda\u2019s daughter Asha.<\/p><p>\u201cHello,\u201d A male voice with low energy responded.<\/p><p>Nandu whispered, \u201cHello! Babyji, I, Nandu Bhaiya speaking, from Jasoda Madam\u2019s house\u201d.<\/p><p>\u201cAh, sorry. Not Babyji\u2026I am her husband, Paresh Bhai speaking. What\u2019s the matter?\u201d Paresh asked.<\/p><p>\u201cHello Sir, need to speak to Babyji\u2026its urgent,\u201d Nandu reciprocated.<\/p><p>\u201cOh, but, sorry Nandu bhaiya, due to Corona Babyji passed away two days back,\u201d Paresh responded in sad voice.<\/p><p>Nandu was not aware, he got shocked at that news. But, continued with grief, \u201cSir, sorry to hear. But, here also, it seemed that something is wrong.\u201d<\/p><p>He briefed Paresh bhai about the scenario at Pandya\u2019s house.<\/p><p>\u201cOh my God! In such situation, please take help of neighbors. Fast\u2026,\u201d Paresh expressed.<\/p><p>\u201cI tried talking to few neighbors, but, nobody seemed as willing to help. All of them said that in Pandya\u2019s house there was death due to Corona, so nobody can come over there. And asked me to contact Municipal Corporation. Then I thought, better anyone of you come here to handle the situation here,\u201d Desperate Nandu pleaded.<\/p><p>\u201cI know Papaji passed away three days back, neither me nor Mummyji were allowed to do anything for the last rituals\u2026\u2026Nandu bhaiya, extremely sorry to say that I can\u2019t come over there, even if I wish. Its strict lockdown all over, I will not get any taxi or auto-rickshaw. Even own vehicles are not allowed\u2026..<\/p><p>Situation is so worst that relatives are not being allowed for handing over of dead bodies, government authorities are doing the cremation process and relatives are not being allowed to be there\u2026.<\/p><p>Do one thing, please contact their family doctor Dr Maan as early as possible, who lives in nearby area only\u2026.He will surely help us in this situation. I am texting his contact no. to you,\u201d Paresh responded.<\/p><p>\u201cOh yes\u2026.I know Dr Maan. Please get me his no. I will call him right now, I will update you later,\u201d Nandu hurried<\/p><p>Pandyas were old loyal customers, and, it\u2019s the golden hearted Nandu, who couldn\u2019t leave anybody of that family suffering unattended in such dire situation.<\/p><p>He immediately called up Dr Maan as soon as got his no.<\/p><p>\u201cNamaste! Dr Sir, I Nandu Bhaiya, milk man calling,\u201d Nandu in soft voice.<\/p><p>\u201cNamaste! Tell me how I can help you,\u201d Dr Maan responded.<\/p><p>\u201cSir, I am calling from Jasoda Madam\u2019s house\u2026.,\u201d He narrated the whole story quickly.<\/p><p>Dr Maan shocked, \u201cOh my God! Do one thing, you stay back there. I am coming in five minutes\u201d<\/p><p>Dr Maan changed his clothes, wore his PPE Cap and Hand Gloves, masked his face, took his stethoscope, first aid kit and hurriedly left towards Pandya\u2019s house riding his bicycle.<\/p><p>\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p><p>Dr Maan reaches Jasoda\u2019s house, Nandu was waiting for him sitting at ground outside. His tricycle cart was parked in front of Jasoda\u2019s house.<\/p><p>They exchanged looks, then heading towards the front window, Nandu followed him.<\/p><p>After watching Jasoda in night gown lying as in deep sleep on floor, he uttered sadly, \u201cOh\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>Then Nandu couldn\u2019t stop repeating his earlier version, \u201cNot responding for door bell, and mobile is switched off\u201d<\/p><p>Dr Maan (little bit tensed), \u201cHmmm\u2026..there is only one exit door. It has to be broken\u2026.Nandu! Push hard, break the door\u2026quick\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>Nandu started pushing the door with his all might, after 5-6 trials the door bolt got dislodged and the door got opened.<\/p><p>Dr Maan, without losing any time, started checkup\u2026..SPO2, BP, pulse rate, breathing pattern. He sensed slight ray of hope\u2026<\/p><p>Meanwhile while looking around, he found Jasoda\u2019s 3 day\u2019s old RTPCR negative Report, lot of exhausted boxes and strips of various medicines, he got shocked when watched carefully.<\/p><p>His expressions went weird and couldn\u2019t sense when started self-talking, \u201cIt seems that Covid has taken sever toll over Jasoda, she might suffered attack of depression because of serial deaths in family since last few days.<\/p><p>Three days ago, her husband Sudheer Pandya passed away.<\/p><p>Then within hours got News from USA that their son and daughter-in-law also passed away out of severe Covid infection.<\/p><p>Next day their pregnant daughter Asha lost her life while waiting in Ambulance outside a well-known hospital, as she couldn\u2019t get admission in any hospital, she succumbed to premature miscarriage. The News of untimely deaths of family members in a row led to emotional breakdown caused such severe breach of pregnancy.<\/p><p>Being the family doctor, I was getting informations from Asha or her husband, and, I also tried my level best to support them in such dire situations. But, since last two days I was not being contacted and as I was busy with my own online practice, I couldn\u2019t find time to speak to them.<\/p><p>And it seems that such deepened sadness might led to acute depression, then Jasoda followed my earlier prescriptions and attempted bulk consumption of chronicle insomnia tablets and other antibiotics also, most probably for committing suicide\u2026..\u201d<\/p><p>\u201cWhat happened Dr Saab?\u201d Nandu\u2019s voice interrupted his array of self-talking.<\/p><p>\u201cAhh\u2026.just checking her condition. She is unconscious, with very low breathing. Pulse rate and oxygen levels are very low. BP is also very low. Good part is that still she is alive, but, its emergency case, needs to be admitted in hospital at the earliest. Wait! Let me check with nearby hospitals\u2026\u201d Dr Maan expressed in a serious note.<\/p><p>Nandu responded in hope, \u201cOk Sir\u201d<\/p><p>Dr Maan spoke to one well known hospital with whom he had very good relations. But, was told about unavailability of beds, even all the lobbies also full of Covid patients. More than that yesterday only the hospital was converted as dedicated Covid Hospital, so, no chance of admission for any non-covid patients.<\/p><p>But, Dr Maan didn\u2019t lose hope, and, kept on trying exploring possibility of admitting Jasoda, even in any farthest hospital.<\/p><p>Unfortunately, even being a senior practicing doctor as GP, having good professional relations with many hospitals and fellow doctors, he didn\u2019t get any positive response.<\/p><p>Couple of close doctor friends suggested him that as this case being the attempted suicide case by bulk consumption of prescribed sleeping pills, the patient and the doctor will have to face police investigations and which could be further detrimental amid ongoing panic-stricken pandemic period. So, better keep silent and try treating at own level.<\/p><p>After several attempts he started feeling annoyed with uncontrollable irritations\u2026.<\/p><p>Frustrated Dr Maan stared at Nandu and whispered in desperation, \u201cThere is tremendous pressure because of covid. Not getting admission in any hospital. Even Ambulances are not available.<\/p><p>And we don\u2019t have time, she is sinking slowly\u2026It could be fatal if it will be late further\u2026Let\u2019s take Madam to my clinic\u2026<\/p><p>\u201cBut without Ambulance how we can take her to your clinic?\u201d Nandu asked curiously.<\/p><p>Staring outside of the window, Dr Maan asked, \u201cBy your tricycle cart\u2026first remove all the materials from the cart. After shifting Madam to my clinic, come back here and take back your whole stuff\u2026.Is it ok with you?\u201d<\/p><p>Nandu nodded his head in agreement and vacated all of his stuff (carets, milk bags etc) and kept inside Pandya\u2019s house.<\/p><p>Then they both used the sofa seat as stretcher and shifted Jasoda in the tricycle cart.<\/p><p>Dr Maan left the main door as hanged in unlocked condition, because the door bolt was broken and they couldn\u2019t find the keys.<\/p><p>Tensed Dr Maan then left towards his clinic-cum-house, Nandu followed him\u2026..<\/p><p>\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..\u2026.<\/p><p>As soon as they reached the clinic, Dr Maan called the nurse, \u201cSwapna\u2026.Swapna\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>Swapna peeped out from the first floor balcony, surprised to see the outside scene and hurriedly got down through staircase and asked in surprise, \u201cYes Doctor!\u201d<\/p><p>\u201cSister! Bring the stretcher, shift the patient in clinic. Do everything fast, saline, oxygen. Call pathology lab guy and send for blood and swab testing\u2026.do fast\u2026,\u201d Dr Maan instructed in single breath.<\/p><p>\u201cYes doctor,\u201d Sister responded quickly and turned back to bring the stretcher.<\/p><p>\u201cStop\u2026.one second\u2026.one more thing, she had consumed lot of sleeping pills and antibiotics\u2026so after getting stable, we need to remove the intoxications. If can\u2019t vomit, then, we will have to drain out everything\u2026.and then send samples for testing\u2026..,\u201d Dr Maan insisted further.<\/p><p>\u201cOk! Doctor\u2026,\u201d Sister responded and left to bring the stretcher.<\/p><p>Nandu helped the Sister to shift Jasoda into the clinic and then returned back. Dr thanked him for his helping gesture and timely action.<\/p><p>Sister Swapna did everything required and as instructed by Dr Maan.<\/p><p>After few hours, when the basic parameters SPO2, pulse, temperature, BP got normal, and, slight movements observed in her eyes, legs and hands, they tried to speak to her. But, there was no response.<\/p><p>So, then they injected medicines for flushing out the whole toxic stuff of pills\u2026<\/p><p>After few hours, after flushing out the intoxicating stuff, somehow Jasoda gestured as stable.<\/p><p>Then, Dr Maan instructed for feeding light liquid diet and few more necessary medicines\u2026<\/p><p>Finally, Dr Maan was quite comfortable after watching improvements in Jasoda\u2019s health, even though she was getting unconscious intermittently.<\/p><p>At the end of the day he instructed the nurse to stay back with Jasoda in the ground floor clinic, and, himself stayed with his bedridden ailing mother at first floor. However he may call the nurse during night hours, if any emergency situation arises for his mother.<\/p><p>\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p><p>Next two days, Jasoda was observed as lying in the stretcher, mostly unconscious. Dr Maan and nurse took utmost care and continued best clinical treatment as per standard practice coupled with oral feeding. Dr Maan and the nurse Swapna preferred adult diaper instead of catheter.\u00a0<\/p><p>Fourth day, early morning, Jasoda was found as wakeup, staring into blank with dim eyes. Nurse helped her with daily morning courses, empty stomach tests, breakfast, post breakfast medication and testing for various parameters.<\/p><p>Few minutes later, when gone through today\u2019s reports, Dr Maan with mixed expressions gazed at Jasoda, who was in half-sitting posture, smiled and greeted her, \u201cGood morning Jasodaji! How are you feeling now?\u201d<\/p><p>Jasoda looked at him with slight irritation and fumbled, \u201cHhmmmm\u2026..\u201d<\/p><p>Dr Maan advanced further, \u201cGood to see you awake\u2026after many days\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>His too formal words further irritated Jasoda, remembering unfortunate happenings in past few days, self-talking started instead of responding, \u201cHow I remained alive? Why I survived? I don\u2019t want to live anymore, without my husband and children\u2026.Who told the doctor about me?\u201d<\/p><p>Despite her silence Doctor Maan kept on trying connecting with her, \u201cHow are you feeling now?\u201d<\/p><p>Without gazing at him Jasoda whispered passively, \u201cLet me go to my home\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>Quickly thought something smilingly Dr Maan responded, \u201cYa\u2026.sure\u2026but, first let your health get recovered\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>Jasoda with mild annoyance grunted, \u201cI am ok now\u2026\u201d<\/p><p>Dr Maan trying convincing her, \u201cGood\u2026.but, these reports are telling that still many parameters are not normal. So, we need to wait for few more days\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>\u201cBut, I am feeling better now\u2026I will manage everything at home\u2026.Please get me discharge from here\u2026,\u201d Intervened with folded hands Jasoda pleaded wearing expressions as suffocatingly irritated patient in that clinic.<\/p><p>Smelling odd at repetitive requests from Jasoda, and, considering her failed suicide attempt, not in opinion to take any risk by discharging her in such sensitive health conditions. So, cautiously trying to convince her, \u201cOk\u2026don\u2019t worry. It seems that you might not feeling comfortable lying on stretcher in clinic here, so, we will shift you in one bed room upstairs. There you will feel better\u2026..ok\u2026.,\u201d<\/p><p>Immediately asked the nurse to shift Jasoda in one bedroom at first floor and do sanitize the room before shifting. Swapna left for sanitizing that bedroom and other arrangements. In another bed room his 95 years old ailing mother was kept, who was in bedridden condition since past many months.<\/p><p>Then he turned towards Jasoda, looking deeply into her eyes and with caring smile uttered softly, \u201cJasodaji! I do understand. (Repeated) Lying in the stretcher here for long time might be making uncomforting, but, now in a proper bed you will feel comfortable\u2026.\u201d<\/p><p>He restrained himself for talking about the trauma she was facing after serial deaths in her family.<\/p><p>In the flow of convincing Jasoda, he put his hands over her shoulders to comfort her. But, Jasoda felt uncomfortable and without making any eye contact shook her shoulders in aggrieved reaction to get rid of his unnecessary touching gesture\u2026.Dr Maan understood her unworded response and kept on convincing, \u201cTrust me, you will be fine very soon\u2026\u201d<\/p><p>Jasoda, deeply drawn into depression and on top of that upset at failure of her suicide attempt, was in self-talking mode amid volatile mood swings and not willing to stay back here in Dr Maan\u2019s clinic. She smelled that Dr Maan will not discharge her soon, so, bursted out without keeping any eye contact, \u201cI don\u2019t stay here\u2026.I will go\u201d and forcibly tried to get up at her own to walk off, but, couldn\u2019t succeed, slipped from the stretcher, tumbled and fell down over the floor. She tried to get up at her own, but, couldn\u2019t succeed\u2026<\/p><p>Dr Maan shocked at such unexpected volatile behavior, stretched his hands to lift her. But, she didn\u2019t extend her hands for his help. Then Dr Maan bow down, hold Jasoda by her shoulders and then somehow managed to lift her back and then lay her down over the stretcher\u2026..<\/p><p>In that whole chaos, Dr Maan and Jasoda had very close unavoidable bodily contacts, which further irritated her to limitless annoyance, led her bursting out with sudden loads of tears, \u201cDon\u2019t touch me, go away\u2026.leave me alone\u2026\u201d<\/p><p>(<em>Actually a bad experience from past, many years ago, surfaced out of subconscious memory of Jasoda. In that incident, Jasoda somehow felt bad touch from their family doctor Dr Maan while bodily checkup, specifically while checkup with stethoscope. Later on she complained to her husband, but, Paresh Bhai had great regards for Dr Maan and he couldn\u2019t believe what Jasoda felt. He rubbed out the allegations of Jasoda labelling as utter confusion, and, consolidating Dr Maan\u2019s position by stating that he is a thorough gentleman and good human being. But, Jasoda couldn\u2019t forget that incident and later on always being reluctant to see Dr Maan in any medical situations, even though all other family members continued with Dr Maan. The irony of the whole affair was that Dr Maan was not aware of such development.<\/em>)<\/p><p>As a well experienced doctor, he sensed the essence of the case. Collated all of his vim &amp; vigor, without letting her annoyed further he pleaded, \u201cJasodaji! Please try to understand. I am your family doctor since so many years. It\u2019s my responsibility to take care of your health and safety. Please trust me\u2026As soon as your health improves, we will get you discharge very soon.<\/p><p>Without making any eye contact Jasoda responded regretfully by turning her head in opposite direction, as she was upset with his extra cautious approach.<\/p><p>By that time the nurse returned back there.<\/p><p>Understanding the psyche of his patient, Dr Maan tactfully let the tensed moments to ease out and handled the situation comically, with half smile he drolled, \u201cSister! Madam is not in good mood\u2026make her mood fine\u2026and shift her to upstairs bedroom, and, continue the same treatment\u2026\u201d<\/p><p>The nurse understood, smiled and immediately started all the arrangements.<\/p><p>\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p><p>Next two days nurse helped Jasoda in walking and light physical exercises, and, gave her exhaustive body massage twice a day. Jasoda had small conversations intermittently with the nurse, which it seemed made her mood quite stable.<\/p><p>Sixth day evening, nurse left the Mom\u2019s room after furnishing the last dose of medication, and, headed towards Jasoda\u2019s room for today\u2019s last dose\u2026Dr Maan was watching TV News in ground floor.<\/p><p>\u201cDr\u2026. Dr\u2026.come here\u2026come fast,\u201d nurse\u2019s scream pulled his attention, and, he ran away towards Jasoda\u2019s bedroom upstairs.<\/p><p>While he was climbing the staircase, the nurse continued screaming, \u201cJasoda Mam has locked door from inside, I knocked 2-3 times, but she is not opening the door.\u201d<\/p><p>Shocked Dr Maan himself started knocking the door again and again and yelling, \u201cJasodaji! Open the door\u2026.. Jasodaji! Open the door\u2026..\u201d<\/p><p>When didn\u2019t get any response, signaled to break the door. He and nurse pushed hard repetitively. Finally within couple of minutes the door got knocked off, and, the scene inside shocked them red and blue\u2026<\/p><p>\u2026.Jasoda standing over the patient stool, wrapped up bed sheet as a rope into the\u00a0 fan shaft disc, entangled around her neck, seemed that just pushed off the stool (when\u00a0 they were trying to break the door) and her body was shaking off badly struggling against breath chocking\u2026<\/p><p>\u201cOh\u2026no\u2026no\u2026no\u2026.no\u2026,\u201d screamed the shocked Dr Maan.<\/p><p>He and nurse rushed towards her, holding her legs Dr Maan yelled, \u201cSister, hold her legs tightly, keeping her uplifted to avoid the breath choking\u201d.<\/p><p>Then he immediately brought another stool lying in that room, stood up over it, untied the bedsheet rope. Then they both jointly laid down Jasoda over the bed.<\/p><p>Nurse immediately checked up her various vital parameters and then put on oxygen and saline.<\/p><p>Tensed Dr Maan asked the nurse to be there only, shouldn\u2019t go anywhere, don\u2019t do anything else, and only keep watch over her.<\/p><p>Desperate Dr Maan moved out to living room, dumped into sofa and called up his associate neurosurgeon Dr Bhave.<\/p><p>After hearing all the details Dr Bhave said, \u201cReally, very sad\u2026This was her second attempt within a week\u2019s time. And, due to ongoing covid19 loads on medical infrastructure and lockdown we can\u2019t do the required comprehensive testing, investigation\u2026<\/p><p>\u2026.Even face to face counselling by me couldn\u2019t be possible, and, virtual counselling won\u2019t be delivering any results. So, let\u2019s do whatever could be possible right now in current grim scenario\u2026<\/p><p>\u2026The need of the moment is to let her sleep as much as possible to reduce the stress levels and depression\u2026<\/p><p>\u2026I am messaging some prescriptions. Arrange at the earliest either online or offline, and, inform me back, if any problems in getting the same. And keep me updated\u2026Need to handle the case diligently from patient\u2019s and legal or \u2018Police Case\u2019 perspectives\u2026<\/p><p>Dr. Maan nodded his head in agreement, \u201cHmmm\u201d.<\/p><p>\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p><p>Next couple of days passed like years\u2026<\/p><p>Jasoda was seen as silent statue throughout the days. Not making any eye contacts, always gazing into somewhere in voids. Passively consuming food, that also very less amount. Passively consuming medicines.<\/p><p>Her body language and gestures clearly signaling that she was annoyed by the failure of her suicide attempts and let nobody make her feel embarrassed out of her failed suicide attempts. No desire to live such devoid life without her husband and children, who untimely lost their lives in a row, just in couple of days\u2019 time span. The shocks were beyond tolerances.<\/p><p>Though nurse was indulging her in walking exercise and massages twice a day, but, Jasoda was passive all the times.<\/p><p>Postures and activities of Dr Maan and nurse were as engaged in taking care of Jasoda through various clinical procedures.<\/p><p>Overall ambient was heavily tensed under the shadows of Jasoda\u2019s failed suicide attempts and passive non-cooperation.<\/p><p>Dr Maan had clear instructions for the nurse to keep close watch over Jasoda.<\/p><p>On other hand Dr Maan himself was tensed with the turbulent thoughts, if anything could had gone wrong at the recent suicide attempt, then he might had also faced the legalities.<\/p><p>So, extremely cautious Dr Maan actioned few precautionary measures as best vigil to have better control over any suicidal eventuality further \u2013<\/p><ul><li>Removed the door bolts of main door and toilet door<\/li><li>Stools and chairs were removed from the room<\/li><li>Ceiling fan was removed, now only AC was there for air circulation and conditioning as well<\/li><li>The fan hook was covered<\/li><li>All sharp objects like knife, etc were removed from the room and the kitchen<\/li><li>The external valve of gas line was locked, to be operated either by him or the nurse, as and when required<\/li><li>The balcony door was locked from inside<\/li><li>All the medicines, other medical items and equipments were kept hiding from Jasoda<\/li><\/ul><p>\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p><p>As Jasoda remained silent with emotionless frozen face, not responding to them positively, Dr Maan smelled something might be cooking up weirder than earlier. Being a doctor, he was well aware that a person desiring suicide is more dangerous than any killer. So, he was managing to stick closely around Jasoda, either him or nurse.<\/p><p>Then that night, as the routine, nurse finished the last medication of Mom and came into Jasoda\u2019s room. Jasoda was not in bed, Dr Maan wearing earphone was watching something in his mobile, while sitting near Jasoda\u2019s bed.<\/p><p>Guessing that Jasoda might be in washroom, nurse moved towards washroom (thanks to the odd decision of removing the inside door bolt)\u2026<\/p><p>\u201cOh\u2026no\u2026no\u2026Dr\u2026.Dr\u2026,\u201d The screams of nurse distracted Dr Maan\u2019s attention from the mobile, and he ran towards the washroom\u2026<\/p><p>\u201cOh my God\u2026what the hell\u2026,\u201d He also groaned in despair, after seeing the unfortunate scene inside the washroom\u2026<\/p><p>\u2026Jasoda was unconsciously lying down on the floor amid dripping traces of blood, rinsing through her both the wrists, and broken pieces of bangles scattered over there\u2026<\/p><p>Using experience, Dr and nurse controlled their emotions arose out of sudden shock, shifted Jasoda quickly on the bed. Did bandage immediately around the wrist cuts, to stop the bleeding. But, the blood pressure dropped down very low, because of bleeding.<\/p><p>Dr asked the nurse to check for the blood stock in own clinic and in nearby blood banks and to make arrangements for blood transfusion ASAP. Meanwhile he checked her blood group in the previous records available with him.<\/p><p>He felt comfortable when found that his own blood group \u2018B+\u2019 was matching with her.<\/p><p>Meanwhile nurse informed that there is no blood available in their clinic\u2019s stock and also not available in any nearby blood banks<\/p><p>Dr Maan took decision quickly. Then they shifted the stretcher lying in ground floor to first floor, and kept near Jasoda\u2019s bed, who was still unconscious. He asked the nurse to start the process of blood transfusion.<\/p><p>The situation compelled him to remain lying idle there, as the process was very slow.<\/p><p>As Jasoda was still unconscious, he thought to use idle time to consult Dr Bhave, but, it seemed that the call was picked up by somebody else\u2026<\/p><p>Unknown Person, \u201cYes\u201d<\/p><p>(Little bit surprised to hear different voice)<\/p><p>Dr Maan, \u201cHello! I am Dr Maan speaking, need to talk to Dr Bhave\u201d<\/p><p>Unknown person, \u201cHello Dr Maan, I am Dr Deshmukh this side\u2026Actually Dr Bhave got infected with Covid and been admitted here, his condition is little bit serious. By the way, please tell me, what I can do?\u201d<\/p><p>Though shocked at that News, but, still tried his level best to get needed help. To convince him, firstly Dr Maan briefed about the Jasoda depression case, he was handling right now\u2026Then requested him to allow few words with Dr Bhave.<\/p><p>Considering the seriousness of Jasoda case, Dr Deshmukh allowed him to have few words with Dr Bhave.<\/p><p>\u201cDr Bhave, extremely sorry to hear about you\u2026,\u201d Dr Maan whispered and then briefed him very quickly and asked what best can be done to get better control over the severe depression attack and serial suicide intents of Jasoda.<\/p><p>Dr Bhave (coughing intermittently, whispered in low voice), \u201cHhmmmm\u2026See, when proven treatments and medicines are not working, the patient behavior is worsening\u2026and when thorough checkup &amp; investigations not being feasible in current stringent lockdown period\u2026then in these dire situations, use alternate therapy to cure the patient asap\u2026else it would be late, it seems in this case\u2026<\/p><p>\u201cAlternate\u2026.ok\u2026any suggestions\u2026,\u201d Dr Maan pleaded.<\/p><p>Dr Bhave (coughing intermittently in weak voice), \u201cHmmm\u2026.try to find out her intrinsic emotional traits, likings and dislikings, hobbies\u2026do things more and more what she likes\u2026don\u2019t do anything which she dislikes\u2026start behaving with human touch, not as a doctor\u2026that will start bringing her back from hyper-depression to normal state of emotions\u2026that will boost her dead emotional quotient\u2026use Nature and its gifts around us for healing\u2026use human-to-human relationship\u2026.(coughing)\u2026ok\u2026\u201d<\/p><p>Dr Maan (shying to continue), \u201cOk, thanks really\u2026.please take care\u201d and closed the call.<\/p><p>Almost the whole night passed in the process of blood transfusion, but, the intermittent tests indicating need of some more amount of blood, which could be taking few more minutes\u2026As Jasoda was kept under anesthesia, the effect of which was also about to be over in few minutes time\u2026<\/p><p>Nurse spent almost whole night sitting near them, intermittently facing blinks of sleepiness, somehow managing making rounds to see Mom also.<\/p><p class=\"LC20lb MBeuO DKV0Md\"><strong>To be continued&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-5dbbddf elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"5dbbddf\" data-element_type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-row\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-6fc78a6\" data-id=\"6fc78a6\" data-element_type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-3f7eef5 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"3f7eef5\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-text-editor elementor-clearfix\">\n\t\t\t\t<h4><strong>Whats Next:<\/strong><\/h4><p class=\"LC20lb MBeuO DKV0Md\"><strong>Dedolor Part 2<\/strong> is coming 31 March 2023.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-c22a8df elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"c22a8df\" data-element_type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-row\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-6f23a7a\" data-id=\"6f23a7a\" data-element_type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-1a99b3f elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"1a99b3f\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-text-editor elementor-clearfix\">\n\t\t\t\t<h4><strong>About Manoj Kumar Sharma:<\/strong><\/h4><p style=\"font-weight: 400;\" data-original-attrs=\"{&quot;style&quot;:&quot;text-justify: inter-ideograph;&quot;}\">Born &amp; brought up in Bhilai and graduated from Raipur, Chattisgarh and worked as a professional\u00a0engineer in various MNC\u2019s &amp; Corporates in Mumbai.<\/p><p style=\"font-weight: 400;\" data-original-attrs=\"{&quot;style&quot;:&quot;text-justify: inter-ideograph;&quot;}\">Reading &amp; writing were the crazy passions since school days, and, finally MI\u042f\u042f\u042fO alighted.\u00a0MIRRRO @ THE WEIRD WAYWARD is a Social Fiction \/ Urban Fiction&#8230;where India\u2019s\u00a0perennial social problems are targeted from absolute cleansing perspectives in unimaginable,\u00a0unthoughtful weird ways&#8230;.which never ever happened in any part of the world.<\/p><h4><strong>Follow Manoj Kumar Sharma on Social Media:\u00a0<\/strong><\/h4><p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/AUTHORMANOJKUMARSHARMA\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Facebook<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/manojkumarsharmma\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Instagram<\/a>\u00a0<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>DEDOLOR Author \u2013 Manoj Kumar Sharma 03rd May 2020, Sunday Bharat Nagar, INDIA Historically before the year 2020, first Sunday of May month, was being celebrated grandiosely as World Laughter &hellip;<\/p>\n<p class=\"read-more\"> <a class=\"\" href=\"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/2023\/03\/24\/guest-blog-post-part-1\/\"> <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Guest Blog Post (Part 1)<\/span> Read More &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5469"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5469"}],"version-history":[{"count":18,"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5469\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5510,"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5469\/revisions\/5510"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5469"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5469"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/starlaarts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5469"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}