Last year an uncle of mine was admitted to hospital. He was diagnosed of
Dengue. Their family is not financially very sound so my uncle was admitted to
a charitable hospital in their locality. I helped them by finding the hospital
and told them that the rates of the hospital are also very reasonable.
They urgently needed blood so I had
to go to donate my blood. When I reached the hospital it seemed to me that I
have come to a set of a 1970's movie hospital. An old building with aged
doctors and old paint on the walls. My uncle was in Room No. 103. It was a
difficult task to find my uncle as there were twelve other patients in that
room which was allotted to my uncle. I started my search operation as there was
no chart outside the room. My uncle had a low pitch voice like children and my
luck I heard his voice, there were no children in the room so it has to be my
uncle. I went towards the bed from where the voice was coming and it was my
uncle.
My aunt was
there and his son was also present. I asked my aunt that how did this
happened. She told me that last morning he went to the park in our locality
without covering himself and I think because of this only he had got dengue. I always
tell your uncle cover yourself when you go to the park but he never listens to
me. Now, see what has happened all because that he never listens to me.
While, I was
sitting the doctor come and said ‘We will
be needing one more bottle of blood, do you have any donor’. I told the
doctor that I will donate my blood. While I was
waiting do donate blood my uncle's cousin sister came to meet him. She sat and
started crying loudly as if my uncle has died. My uncle suddenly shouted as if
in pain, my aunt immediately called the doctor. My uncle said to his sister
that ‘My dear sister you are sitting on
my hand’.
Finally, the doctor called
me to donate the blood thank god if I would have stayed there for some more
time I would have been admitted to the hospital for sure. Donating the
blood was a long procedure. The doctors do some check-ups first and then you
donate the blood. After donating the blood, I came back to my uncle and told
him to listen to music whenever he gets bored. Music will not only help him to pass time but will also help him to
heal fast and he will recover from dengue at a very fast rate.
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