Sunday, November 19, 2023
Anish was born on the 27th day of the fifth month of the year 2005. There is a big story behind it. Swati took her maternity leave from 23rd May 2005 onwards. On 26th May, I was in office as usual. She told me to take someone with me for my birthday shopping. So I asked Prachi, my friend at the office (then I was working with Tally Solutions Pvt. Ltd., Bangalore). She said fine. After office hours, just as we were ready to leave, I got this phone call from Swati.
She was generally cleaning the house (which she normally does when she is free) and was washing my shirts. She almost finished washing the collars and cuffs. Then she tried to lift the bucket along with the clothes and water in it to put them into the washing machine. Normally, lifting something is not at all allowed during this stage, that too when she is running her 36th week. Her water broke. As she told me this on the phone and asked what would have happened, I already started my course of action. The first thing I did was, tell Prachi about this as her cousin is a doctor. She told us to admit her ASAP to the maternity ward as this could be fatal to the mother and baby if we don't do that.
That's all, the running race began. I immediately dropped the plans of shopping and rushed home. It was horrible to see the scene at home. Even if she was trying to walk a little bit, the water was coming out. I sensed something and called my dad. He told me to go to the doctor as he could not assess the condition from afar.
We called our regular gynecologist (Dr. Prabha Nambiar at Chinmaya Mission Hospital). She was not sure and said this should not happen now as there are almost 3 more weeks to go. But, she said, come directly to the labor ward, as she was there at that time. It was slightly raining outside. I packed the bag with essentials like towels, toothbrush and paste, soap, and some dresses for Swati. We left the house at 7PM and went in the rain to the hospital. Still, we did not know what is going to happen that night and were joking during the 6 km ride. I was telling Swati, look, in the 36th week of pregnancy we are riding the bike, that too in the rain. As we entered the hospital's labor ward, they directly placed her on a bed and connected the baby monitoring system. The doctor wanted to check whether any water was left inside her womb as there was continuous leaking. They quickly monitored the status of the baby and called Dr. Umesh. He came at around 10 PM and immediately scanned Swati. He told me there is adequate liquid left in the womb and there is a chance for inducing pains. Swati was back in the ward and they threw me out of it. I was waiting outside. At 11:30 PM, Dr. Prabha called me to explain the situation. I was tensed a bit. But she told me to be cool and gave me some forms to fill out and submit at the counter. Meanwhile, I informed Krishna and Sushila about this. By this time, it was raining heavily outside. Poor people, both came in that rain to the hospital to be with me. Without them, I would have been a deadman. Even though they did not do anything, it was a great relief to see them at that hour. Sushila went inside the ward and met Swati. Meanwhile, I booked a room in the hospital and made arrangements.
At 12:30, Dr. Prabha allowed me to meet Swati for some time. I went and comforted her. We both were not agreeing to a cesarian. Doc said she is trying her level best not to go for a cut. But all the trials went in vain as there were absolutely no pains to Swati.
She was generally cleaning the house (which she normally does when she is free) and was washing my shirts. She almost finished washing the collars and cuffs. Then she tried to lift the bucket along with the clothes and water in it to put them into the washing machine. Normally, lifting something is not at all allowed during this stage, that too when she is running her 36th week. Her water broke. As she told me this on the phone and asked what would have happened, I already started my course of action. The first thing I did was, tell Prachi about this as her cousin is a doctor. She told us to admit her ASAP to the maternity ward as this could be fatal to the mother and baby if we don't do that.
That's all, the running race began. I immediately dropped the plans of shopping and rushed home. It was horrible to see the scene at home. Even if she was trying to walk a little bit, the water was coming out. I sensed something and called my dad. He told me to go to the doctor as he could not assess the condition from afar.
We called our regular gynecologist (Dr. Prabha Nambiar at Chinmaya Mission Hospital). She was not sure and said this should not happen now as there are almost 3 more weeks to go. But, she said, come directly to the labor ward, as she was there at that time. It was slightly raining outside. I packed the bag with essentials like towels, toothbrush and paste, soap, and some dresses for Swati. We left the house at 7PM and went in the rain to the hospital. Still, we did not know what is going to happen that night and were joking during the 6 km ride. I was telling Swati, look, in the 36th week of pregnancy we are riding the bike, that too in the rain. As we entered the hospital's labor ward, they directly placed her on a bed and connected the baby monitoring system. The doctor wanted to check whether any water was left inside her womb as there was continuous leaking. They quickly monitored the status of the baby and called Dr. Umesh. He came at around 10 PM and immediately scanned Swati. He told me there is adequate liquid left in the womb and there is a chance for inducing pains. Swati was back in the ward and they threw me out of it. I was waiting outside. At 11:30 PM, Dr. Prabha called me to explain the situation. I was tensed a bit. But she told me to be cool and gave me some forms to fill out and submit at the counter. Meanwhile, I informed Krishna and Sushila about this. By this time, it was raining heavily outside. Poor people, both came in that rain to the hospital to be with me. Without them, I would have been a deadman. Even though they did not do anything, it was a great relief to see them at that hour. Sushila went inside the ward and met Swati. Meanwhile, I booked a room in the hospital and made arrangements.
At 12:30, Dr. Prabha allowed me to meet Swati for some time. I went and comforted her. We both were not agreeing to a cesarian. Doc said she is trying her level best not to go for a cut. But all the trials went in vain as there were absolutely no pains to Swati.
