Friday, October 20, 2006

Me and my Penicilin!

My childhood is full of things I did that I laugh about now...I feel sad for my parents who had to put up with it...Here is one more of such incident!

I had the chronic cough for over a month or more and the doctors at BHEL township hospital decided that they would have to inject me with penicilin to get rid of it. I think the dosage was two shots a day for four days. One in the morning before school and one in the evening after school. As most of you know that every penicilin shot starts with a test (think it is called Manto's test or something)...So mom and I were at the hostpital one evening sitting in line to get my test. I was positive that I will fail the test and would not have to go through the eight shots of penicilin.

The nurse came in poked the needle into my arm and then put a cirlce around where she had poked. She told me that they will let me sit for half hour and see if anything happens inside the circle. I was so positive that after having successfully managed to flunk so many subjects in school I can fail this one with ease...

tik tik tik tik...the time moved on slowly...and at the end of half hour the nurse came back and told me that I have successfully qualified for their penicilin injection program and that I would be stepping into the injection room to expose my tushie for the shot!!! I panicked and showed signs of running away...but mom held me tight and got me inside the nurse's room. I started crying, and when the nurse came close to me with a swift movement (Rajnikanth Style) I kicked the nurse in her stomach with one leg and pushed my mom away with my hands and ran outside the hospital to save my bottoms!!!

For the first time ever in my life I walked alone and that too all the way from the Hospital to my B-Sector home and I would have just been six or seven. I was positive that my dad would be proud of me for having ducked my injection...It took me more than half hour to reach home and at that moment I was selfish and did not care about my mother's anxiety of loosing her daughter at all. I got home and knocked the door to my house and dad opened it. First think he searched for mom. The minute he knew I had walked home alone he was mad and I could see it. He did not say much till he let me inside the house and then I got a nice dressing down! I was devastated...my dad! my dad scolded me, so many times in previous situations my dad had saved me from receiving injections but now he was mad at me!!!

Mom came in and more praises were showered on me and the next morning I was sent to the hospital with both mom and brother and an extra nurse waited at the door. I once again tried to wiggle my way out but then I was pinned to the bed by my brother and mom and I cried now out of humiliation that I was finally made to undergo the ultimate torture from a syringe! And this memory is fresh in my mind. I can remember the flooring in the hospital some sort of dark gray with black and white spots and green curtains with nurses in white pinafores and funny hats running around with their long socks and white shoes...Grrr....

But few things have changed I still hate injections more than anything in my life!!! I am scared of them and I will do anything to avoid them!! Even when they draw blood from me for tests it takes a good nurse three turns before she can get the needle inside my arm! I have great reflexes!!!

7 comments:

satyam4u said...

good one there anuji....
u know really the hospital environment and mostly the needles scare me a lot....so u r a mondi pilla when ur young.....its really funny,nice post....

Meg said...

LOL...u were such a BRAT! and why did i say "were" u still are!!!!

a very funny acount of ur childhood! nice post!

Hareesh said...

That was really funny!!

Anjaan said...

ur such a girl!!! I like! [:)]

Seashells said...

where art thou ???

radhika said...

nice blog.i like every post.

Anu Russell said...

Satyam, Thanks :)

Meg...I know think what my parents had to go through and now GI!

Haresh! Thanks :)

Anjaam....I know...somethings cannot be changed I guess ;)

Seashells...India...apun ka desh!

Radhika, Thanks for visiting :)