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Whew!!

Last but one week has been crazy to say the least.Everything seems to be moving at frantic pace and I am frankly out of breath and feel like I am walking on cloud.I was in Delhi for my BLS and ACLS accredition by the American Heart Association.I had a first day which was a challenge and second and third day went in a haze with a terrible migraine but things we do instinctively by now does not need too much of effort and by God's grace I cleared it so now I am officially allowed to resusciate patients.In the meantime visited Lata in Stephens who was on a CPAP struggling for breath and barely mantaining saturation.One thing that struck me was she was a brave girl ,I guess having three children below the age of fifteen makes you brave ,every effort was a struggle and yet she was at it looking after herself,acknowledging our prayers ,responding to our scarce queries.Apart from praying with her all I could manage was to express my appreciation of how brave she was and how people were praying for her.
Now ,as I write this she has had a respiratory arrest and is on a ventilator.
I made the journey back to Lakhnadon and was immediately informed about one of our staffs whose pneumonia had taken a turn for the worse and had been reffered to Jabalpur.She was on a ventilator and they were suspecting swine flu.In the meantime our administrator has been transferred to Utraulla .
In between spurts of communication from critical patients we continue with our work of trying to save patients and we continue to pray.
It  makes us realise how fragile our lives are.
My beautiful neice tied the knot on my sister's birthday which is the 12th of September in faraway Sydney.We made do with the snaps that came through.


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