About two months back, I suddenly couldn't walk that easily.
Every foot step made me wince with pain and after a battery of tests and tons
of doctor visits, I got diagnosed with a foot fracture and screeeeeccccchhhhh….
went the breaks on my long impending bollywood dance classes, travel plans, gym routine…and
on life. Overnight, I was forced to go from being a
duracel energiser bunny to a partial egyptian mummy with a bandaged leg. The doctors prescribed the
usual medication and rest, and I prescribed to myself a heavy dose of self-pity.
To be fair, it really wasn't easy to cope alone with an
injured foot, manage doctor visits, work, food and just life in general. I
had never had this degree of severe
illness while being away from home before, and more than ever, I came to
appreciate and miss the love and attention that had been bestowed upon me during illnesses by
family and friends back home. However, at some stage, I
got too caught up in the frustration of partial immobility and incessant pain and almost felt like life
would never return to normal again.
It was during this phase that I realised who my friends
were, who cared and who didn’t. The sheer indifference of some people
that I previously thought cared appalled me. At the same time, the warmth, concern and love of people that
did care brought vast cheer into my life. It made me appreciate just how important
it was to be there for friends during both good and bad times. I also felt blessed
to have wonderful colleagues who tried their level best to
distract me whenever they noticed that I was writhing with pain. The kindness of complete strangers (from never
having to stand in a bus to the patient MRI staff who dealt with my sudden case
of nerves due to the 20,000 disclaimer forms that I had to fill in) made me have the epiphany that the world is still a very nice place after all.
Long hospital visits and sleepless nights gave me a lot of time for self introspection. Instead of running on the treadmill of routine
day to day life as I had been doing thus far, I paused and started asking questions.
Not the heavy duty “what is the purpose of life” type of questions..let’s leave
that to the Deepak Chopras and Sri Sris of the world-but more the usual, quarter life crisis type. I suddenly realised that half of 2014 was already over without me having ticked off even a single item on my new year resolution list. The solitude helped me to take some really difficult, heart-breaking decisions to get my
life back on track.
But what made the most difference was a visit from my father
for a few days- There ain't no medicine even half as powerful as the love of
one's family. That visit made all the difference and helped me get back on my
feet (literally and otherwise).
A great writer finally starts writing ...... inspiring us strugglers. Welcome and all the best. :)
ReplyDeleteThe energiser bunny always makes a comeback.... Can keep shailee away from the bunny... Can keep the bunny inside away for long.. Glad u ok!!
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