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Hey OB,
There's that moment when you know something is over. A holiday ends the moment you get on the flight to Mumbai, and a vacation ends the moment you have to restart doing homework. The zen state of mind with which you can exist in a carefree space ends the moment MaMo re enters your life.....snap, crash and bang, I was catapulted back to the metronomic rhythm of reality. I love anesthesia. I love the banter with the patient, the aux staff, the slow injection of drugs and watching the changes at a cellular level. I hate waiting for the tardy surgeon, who keeps cutting my calls, I hate listening to him rant when I haven't managed to ease out his plan. Anyway. Gotta be grateful for the work.
It's a lazy Sunday, we are crawling into it, baby steps.... toddler steps, faltering, reluctant, yet determined to seize the moment. I have one case at lunch time, then will go play badminton at the club.
By my calculations, you have exactly a day more! Then Inshallah, home sweet home!
I ran into Alap Mehendale, his kid is in SOi with Antu. Do you know him? He was my senior in medical College. I've always thought he was a nice guy, but for some unknown have never been 100 percent comfy with him. Can't put a finger on it, he's been nothing but decent, actually. But he's one of those people whom I feel is looking down on me? Does that make sense? He asked me to come for some renal donor camp in Aurangabad. I refused because when it comes to transplants I like to be in a proper hospital with a legalese in place. Anyway, I have a feeling MaMo won't like it. Yesterday he told me "you should stop abhisheks cases, they don't actually have good results, you should stick to doing my list." I told him "my house has to run too malav."
These boys and their egos na!
I close my eyes and can see your wrinkly eyes, I can see your playful smile.....I hope you are having many many good moments there. Many connections, many laughs, I'm sure many tears as well.
With you in my prayers every second,
#here
Aai