For Once it was at 9/11 which didn’t ruin life, yes it was the September 10th 2004 which started a journey which still is not looking to end.
On September 10 me and Krishna left office like we always do with loads of work in the back burner, We had plans to enjoy the weekend but alas it never came, at least in my life.
After come perking fun all through the night we were returning home at 1:30 am on September 11th ,2004 when the moment of truth lopsided my life and put me into bed for a treacherous four months.
The accident clotted the head with blood, 3 blood clots to be precise due to which in medical terms I suffered a Head injury with Right Front parietal Hemorrhagic Contusion and a Fracture in the Right Parietal bone.
Difficult to understand with my 010101 thinking but the bottom-line is that
Before the operation I had a 30-70 % change of surviving.
After the accident on September 12th I was in comma for 22 days and I cannot recollect what had happened from that day to September 18th because just that my mind wasn’t working in that period. Looks scary now but I came out of it with more scare then u can imagine.I had got a left paralysis of the body and speech discrimination after the accident, My left leg which unfortunately I didn’t work out in the Gym on previously, rotated like a ping pong ball if set loose on earth and forget the words but I couldn’t even take my name properly in that period…
That was the accident that it was... with gods grace and support of my family and
Friends I came alive…
Recovery will be next…………
Post the accident; just for knowledge the doctors are standby for 3-4 days
After which the patient is reported as safe and a potential towards improvement. Luckily, that is what happened to me and by September 18th, 2004 is was safe... I.e. will not die but will live a normal life...catchy 22!!
Anyway, I remember when I woke on the september 18th morning, I lied on a
bed In the ICU of Apollo Hospital and my mind was in the 7th heaven as I felt duringThis time in had gone via Austin to London n I was in UK at that point in time. Another point to look at it is that misgivings God had given to my brain had made it so insane that I had started hallucinations without vision that gave me a brain alright but without the mind to go with it.
When I attempted a verbal account, sadly I couldn’t even speak English forget
Uttering a few words and the articulation in Hindi had worsened… I could see in
My Own eyes the vital organ of speech was nearing a sad demise.
But as knowledgeable few always say, The determination and confidence is what
takes you up or it is never, I won the silver but always lost the Gold .At that point
Of time, I thought that I had just lost it but God’s rules had written a different
Story for me.
I stayed in the ICU for 9 continuous days where suffering begun when I had to
Given an Anemia. Less to say but I couldn’t even lift my left part even 1 cm.The
Irony right now is that I am typing with the same freakin arm. I was made to do a
lot of physiotherapy and luckily the doctor was very happy with my progress. On
the 9th day the doctor arm wrestled with me…would u believe it-I defeated
him,This was the moment I thought inside my heart-come what may – I can do
it!!
That was the ICU that it was…..with my family and Prabhnoor I got out of the
ICU...The ward story will follow...<>
I shifted into the a ward, for that matter First Class Ward as Apollo would call it on September 26th 2004.I pay sincere gratitude to Infosys Technologies Ltd and the UP Govt through my father ofcourse for taking the pain to provide me and my family with the best of facilities and thank Apollo for the humility and articulation they showed towards me-time out!! Looks like I have won an oscar!!-
I was to be stationed in that bed until the doctors felt that I am capable to see the real world. Well the day never started for me there as I would get no sleep and lacked the power in the chord to say that but I got good breakfast and was treated on good candies / chocolates my dad purchased for me nevertheless. The day started with physiotherapy which was done by Dr. Satish, once a day. I wasn’t allowed to watch TV even so got bored I a messed up life truly in a messed up place but time usually passed by chatting to my mum, aunt and dad who were with me all these 14 days.
Friends from all over this country came to see me, right from Mohali(Nikhil) , Bombay(Amit) , Noida(Mayank), Bangalore(Tushar,Abhinav,Praveen) and all dudes from Hyderabad (Satish,Girish,Mehul,Arun,Srikanth,Ashok,Pathik,Kunj) and a couple of ladies. It was nice to feel and experience friends hanging on in my truly difficult time.
I still remember my aunt would do a bit of acupressure and shuzok on me. Well today I am alive with that and yoga included but my stubborn mind would never give in those days. Now the gym has started back again, It‘s amazing but I have managed to come this far.
On the 6th day the ward, Satish told me to step of the bed and walk.. Initially few wasn’t able to but 3 days after that > I walked the corridor outside my room but with some support. I also had services of my cousin who had come all the way from jodhpur to monitor my physiotherapy.
Internal problems still haunted me but the ward time passed of peacefully and on September 30th morning I walked from Apollo sat in my PM’s car > off to Jodhpur for a 2 month period <
That was Hyd for me > Visit to Delhi, Meeting Ankit and off to Jodhpur will follow <
....
It’s a small break but it is related to my accident and what I felt when I saw the littered clothes I was wearing on that unfaithful day. Well they were fungus-full but took me back to the ages when life was suitable to what I am but I am afraid not simple. I was wearing half sleeves marks and Spencer blue shirt, my favorite at that time. It was followed by a Levis 501 (blue) and jockey inside. Obviously, I don’t have any pain of losing the clothes but first look at them got me Goosebumps and my head started thinking what changes…are I definition I have is that they are pertinent but I still don’t know what they are really. They just unsymmetrical balance life out of proportion. I still don’t know whether I will be the Chirag before September 10th but one thing self assured that I am earnestly walking the path n hope to be there someday!!
So be it.. I traveled to Delhi from hyderbad , stayed there for a day and finally went to jodhpur from there. The journey was long but my father made things simple by making me board a first class compartment in the train, I couldn’t fly at that time. At home, It felt so nice to be back… anyway I met ankit and mayank there,Ankit is still the same, The lousy idiot for whom flesh is more than life!!
My Dad didn’t come with me to jodhpur but I still remember that we had like 20 stairs to reach my house, Folks brought a chair so that I can reach the top but I love this about myself. I individually climbed the whole freakin case and mind that, without any help.
Anyway from dawn came dusk and time came for me to abode a difficult journey to jodhpur, not in traveling but in the treatment hours and hardwork I put in after reaching there.
Jodhpur will follow…<>
I reached Jodhpur on 1st October, settling into that place took two days after which the daily treatment started. Just to describe a day, I woke up every morning at 6:30am and I would take a 30 minutes hot water bath after that (what happened there – is of no relevance-) but that damn hot water gave me permanent blisters in my body. 7:15 am the first session of physiotherapy and 8:30 am for 1 hour the body massage used to start... I kind a liked that, It took back in time when used to go to parparganj to those chniks for a massage – and icing on the cake- Its free now!! Anyway after that the exercising used to start which included the treadmill, cycling and little bits of weights... It had cost freakin money to buy all that as I was no fit to go out of the house.
About noon I was so drenched with the day that I just needed a breakfast and some sleep after that. But that could not be as in the afternoon a physiotherapy thing happened again followed by 2 hrs of rekhi in the evening and and another of those physiotherapy sessions.
Till I end , I got into a major yoga freak as I would meditate for like couple of hrs and do a lot of asanas but that is what has got me this far. I m thankful to my aunt, her daughter and a couple *2 ladies who willingly helped me to get this far. But as time approached for me to begin my journey again to Delhi... philosophically I thought that yoga is the future. That was off track. I still miss the times I spent with my mama out there in Jodhpur. Had he not been there, the 25% boredom could have become a 60%.
I reached Delhi on 28th nov.my dad had not come to pick (ahh!!) but yeah he had sent like 10 cops... one the SP to receive me, all the garlands were cool.
Anyway that was Jodhpur. Delhi lasted for 1.5 months... Will follow in a while<>
Well writing about Delhi... all i can say is that "All's Well that Ends Well".
I am in Mohali now and close to home with my body in perfect shape...Hoping for the best!!
Or as Lance Says "What is Stronger? >> Fear or >> Hope". I have learnt it hard way but hope leads them all.
-Chirag
On September 10 me and Krishna left office like we always do with loads of work in the back burner, We had plans to enjoy the weekend but alas it never came, at least in my life.
After come perking fun all through the night we were returning home at 1:30 am on September 11th ,2004 when the moment of truth lopsided my life and put me into bed for a treacherous four months.
The accident clotted the head with blood, 3 blood clots to be precise due to which in medical terms I suffered a Head injury with Right Front parietal Hemorrhagic Contusion and a Fracture in the Right Parietal bone.
Difficult to understand with my 010101 thinking but the bottom-line is that
Before the operation I had a 30-70 % change of surviving.
After the accident on September 12th I was in comma for 22 days and I cannot recollect what had happened from that day to September 18th because just that my mind wasn’t working in that period. Looks scary now but I came out of it with more scare then u can imagine.I had got a left paralysis of the body and speech discrimination after the accident, My left leg which unfortunately I didn’t work out in the Gym on previously, rotated like a ping pong ball if set loose on earth and forget the words but I couldn’t even take my name properly in that period…
That was the accident that it was... with gods grace and support of my family and
Friends I came alive…
Recovery will be next…………
Post the accident; just for knowledge the doctors are standby for 3-4 days
After which the patient is reported as safe and a potential towards improvement. Luckily, that is what happened to me and by September 18th, 2004 is was safe... I.e. will not die but will live a normal life...catchy 22!!
Anyway, I remember when I woke on the september 18th morning, I lied on a
bed In the ICU of Apollo Hospital and my mind was in the 7th heaven as I felt duringThis time in had gone via Austin to London n I was in UK at that point in time. Another point to look at it is that misgivings God had given to my brain had made it so insane that I had started hallucinations without vision that gave me a brain alright but without the mind to go with it.
When I attempted a verbal account, sadly I couldn’t even speak English forget
Uttering a few words and the articulation in Hindi had worsened… I could see in
My Own eyes the vital organ of speech was nearing a sad demise.
But as knowledgeable few always say, The determination and confidence is what
takes you up or it is never, I won the silver but always lost the Gold .At that point
Of time, I thought that I had just lost it but God’s rules had written a different
Story for me.
I stayed in the ICU for 9 continuous days where suffering begun when I had to
Given an Anemia. Less to say but I couldn’t even lift my left part even 1 cm.The
Irony right now is that I am typing with the same freakin arm. I was made to do a
lot of physiotherapy and luckily the doctor was very happy with my progress. On
the 9th day the doctor arm wrestled with me…would u believe it-I defeated
him,This was the moment I thought inside my heart-come what may – I can do
it!!
That was the ICU that it was…..with my family and Prabhnoor I got out of the
ICU...The ward story will follow...<>
I shifted into the a ward, for that matter First Class Ward as Apollo would call it on September 26th 2004.I pay sincere gratitude to Infosys Technologies Ltd and the UP Govt through my father ofcourse for taking the pain to provide me and my family with the best of facilities and thank Apollo for the humility and articulation they showed towards me-time out!! Looks like I have won an oscar!!-
I was to be stationed in that bed until the doctors felt that I am capable to see the real world. Well the day never started for me there as I would get no sleep and lacked the power in the chord to say that but I got good breakfast and was treated on good candies / chocolates my dad purchased for me nevertheless. The day started with physiotherapy which was done by Dr. Satish, once a day. I wasn’t allowed to watch TV even so got bored I a messed up life truly in a messed up place but time usually passed by chatting to my mum, aunt and dad who were with me all these 14 days.
Friends from all over this country came to see me, right from Mohali(Nikhil) , Bombay(Amit) , Noida(Mayank), Bangalore(Tushar,Abhinav,Praveen) and all dudes from Hyderabad (Satish,Girish,Mehul,Arun,Srikanth,Ashok,Pathik,Kunj) and a couple of ladies. It was nice to feel and experience friends hanging on in my truly difficult time.
I still remember my aunt would do a bit of acupressure and shuzok on me. Well today I am alive with that and yoga included but my stubborn mind would never give in those days. Now the gym has started back again, It‘s amazing but I have managed to come this far.
On the 6th day the ward, Satish told me to step of the bed and walk.. Initially few wasn’t able to but 3 days after that > I walked the corridor outside my room but with some support. I also had services of my cousin who had come all the way from jodhpur to monitor my physiotherapy.
Internal problems still haunted me but the ward time passed of peacefully and on September 30th morning I walked from Apollo sat in my PM’s car > off to Jodhpur for a 2 month period <
That was Hyd for me > Visit to Delhi, Meeting Ankit and off to Jodhpur will follow <
....
It’s a small break but it is related to my accident and what I felt when I saw the littered clothes I was wearing on that unfaithful day. Well they were fungus-full but took me back to the ages when life was suitable to what I am but I am afraid not simple. I was wearing half sleeves marks and Spencer blue shirt, my favorite at that time. It was followed by a Levis 501 (blue) and jockey inside. Obviously, I don’t have any pain of losing the clothes but first look at them got me Goosebumps and my head started thinking what changes…are I definition I have is that they are pertinent but I still don’t know what they are really. They just unsymmetrical balance life out of proportion. I still don’t know whether I will be the Chirag before September 10th but one thing self assured that I am earnestly walking the path n hope to be there someday!!
So be it.. I traveled to Delhi from hyderbad , stayed there for a day and finally went to jodhpur from there. The journey was long but my father made things simple by making me board a first class compartment in the train, I couldn’t fly at that time. At home, It felt so nice to be back… anyway I met ankit and mayank there,Ankit is still the same, The lousy idiot for whom flesh is more than life!!
My Dad didn’t come with me to jodhpur but I still remember that we had like 20 stairs to reach my house, Folks brought a chair so that I can reach the top but I love this about myself. I individually climbed the whole freakin case and mind that, without any help.
Anyway from dawn came dusk and time came for me to abode a difficult journey to jodhpur, not in traveling but in the treatment hours and hardwork I put in after reaching there.
Jodhpur will follow…<>
I reached Jodhpur on 1st October, settling into that place took two days after which the daily treatment started. Just to describe a day, I woke up every morning at 6:30am and I would take a 30 minutes hot water bath after that (what happened there – is of no relevance-) but that damn hot water gave me permanent blisters in my body. 7:15 am the first session of physiotherapy and 8:30 am for 1 hour the body massage used to start... I kind a liked that, It took back in time when used to go to parparganj to those chniks for a massage – and icing on the cake- Its free now!! Anyway after that the exercising used to start which included the treadmill, cycling and little bits of weights... It had cost freakin money to buy all that as I was no fit to go out of the house.
About noon I was so drenched with the day that I just needed a breakfast and some sleep after that. But that could not be as in the afternoon a physiotherapy thing happened again followed by 2 hrs of rekhi in the evening and and another of those physiotherapy sessions.
Till I end , I got into a major yoga freak as I would meditate for like couple of hrs and do a lot of asanas but that is what has got me this far. I m thankful to my aunt, her daughter and a couple *2 ladies who willingly helped me to get this far. But as time approached for me to begin my journey again to Delhi... philosophically I thought that yoga is the future. That was off track. I still miss the times I spent with my mama out there in Jodhpur. Had he not been there, the 25% boredom could have become a 60%.
I reached Delhi on 28th nov.my dad had not come to pick (ahh!!) but yeah he had sent like 10 cops... one the SP to receive me, all the garlands were cool.
Anyway that was Jodhpur. Delhi lasted for 1.5 months... Will follow in a while<>
Well writing about Delhi... all i can say is that "All's Well that Ends Well".
I am in Mohali now and close to home with my body in perfect shape...Hoping for the best!!
Or as Lance Says "What is Stronger? >> Fear or >> Hope". I have learnt it hard way but hope leads them all.
-Chirag
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