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\secstar{Hospital Log 4}
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When you are a leukemia patient, the world around you changes a lot. You will find yourself befriending lot of patients and will hear a lot of amazing stories. In a world where names are irrelevant, one of those stories I heard was of her. She is of my age and till recently, used to live right next door. I heard her story in bits and pieces from narratives of her mother, sister and at times, from herself. From what I could gather, she is practically the complete opposite of who I am. Hardworking, God fearing, socially conscious and above all, highly scholarly. In my short life so far, of 25 years, most of which I spent in Kerala, I am yet to see a woman who does not fear the opinion of others. May be the world is supposed to be so and manipulators and tricksters like me are an exemption.
Anyway, when I met her, she was in treatment for a relapsed ALL which took its toll on her during the final days of first year MBBS. It seems she used to complain about constant headaches and other issues now and then. However, her parents dismissed it for her compulsive addiction to studies (If I wake up everyday at 4 and study like she used to, I guess I would have been in bed sooner :)). Interestingly, she had to do blood smear (a pathology test) as a part of her practicals, with her own blood. She found blasts, but thought it was due to some mistake in the procedure. Later, after the exams, when she went to her ancestral home in north Kerala and fell sick and only then did they figure out the real culprit. Without wasting time, she availed treatment and for most of her second year at college, she was in Vellore than in Thrissur. But unlike me, she spent the time reading her textbooks and wrote exams the same year. To everyone's surprise, she came second in her class. It is quite difficult to get your head straight and think normally while in chemotherapy let alone studying for exams, that too for MBBS second year.
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She once said that seeing lot of successful BMT patients during OP was comforting. Likewise for me, it was comforting to see, befriend and have some wonderful time as well, with someone of my own age and superior scholarly attitude next door. To crown it, seeing her successfully go through the BMT and the difficulties soon after was really helping my confidence too.
Interestingly, meeting her first time made me write. I wrote a small monograph on the social relevance of hair for women and the untold laws governing how one should grow their own hair. I must say that the spark in her eyes, when she showed her picture with hair made me write it.
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