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Extraordinary times....from the diary of a doctor.

I have been back in post for about two weeks now.I was home for almost three months this time.
Was on quarantine but now am back to work.It has been an unusual time to say the least.A few days after I left home torrential rains started in Mangan and landslides were rampant causing folks to evacuate homes.My uncle and aunty were with us for a few days .
My father is ninety and suddenly his health took a dive.I could not really make a headway over the phone.My cousins brought in the doctors to see him but I did not  get a clear picture.What I could understand was my 84 years old mother ,my sister and my brother sitting by his bedside the whole night..He had loose stools for a day after which his lone atrial fibrillation kicked in and he seems to have gone into CCF.His basic heart seems to be perfectly fine as per the echo.His sugars which were perfectly fine are playing hide and seek.
We decided to take him to Manipal and my extended family is taking care of him there with my brother in attendance.
Whenever I talk to my father his patent dialogue is ‘I am better in one way’.He still needs help to commute  to the toilet.Today he was fast asleep when I called him and he sounded drowsy.
I am locked in where I am.Travelling back to Sikkim is another long haul at this time.We apply for an e-pass,the government gives us a call ,and then we travel to SIkkim where now I understand we have an antigen test at the border with results within half an hour after which if positive we are sent to the covid centre ,otherwise we are to be in a paid quarantine and to be tested a second time and if negative ,we are to be released for home quarantine.
I have to give credit to the government of Sikkim for the way in which they have managed the crisis.
Moral of the story-It helps to have experts in the helm when the going gets  tough and rhetorics get exposed for what it is,just rhetorics.
My family has asked me to stay put for now till the pictures become clearer.I spoke to the doctor today who sounded very positive but my father is old and he is taking his time recuperating.
In the meantime ,two days prior to my home quarantine being over one of our staffs from the village tested positive for covid and has florid pneumonia.She has been admitted in the covid hospital.
Our hospital has been through most of the exercises needed post detection of covid positive cases.
We are taking things extremely slow.
I am grateful to God for the family and for the solid rock on which I stand....all other ground is sinking sand.
2nd Conithians 4 -vs 8 to12.
 ‘7Now we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this surpassingly great power is from God and not from us. 8We are pressed on all sides, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; 9persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed.…,’

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