Have you ever run away from treatment? from the docs? Like the child running away from the 'oosi' shouting "Oosi vendaam ma, naan nalla pillaya irupen"?
When the dad, mom, brother, sister, FIL, MIL, the best friend and more importantly the wifey are all doctors, what do you do? Where do you run to? Whom do you run away from?
The FIL says one tablet, the MIL a different one. When was the last time a husband and wife have told the same thing anyways? Then my wifey has a completely different idea. You don't know anything, please don't do this she says to her father. Oh ya, you have to remain oblivious to the dialogue happening. You cannot be privy to an argument where your FIL is scolded by her daughter as not knowing anything. Did you hear anything? illa da, I was listening to NEWS.
Finally they concur on one thing. To give all the tablets all three of them opined. So you were made to eat 111 tablets a day. No! You don't have the option to refuse. How do you refuse the wife anyways?
And after two days, when nothing materialised they repeat the same dialogue all over again. Like nothing happened before, you listen to everything again! No I did not hear that as well. The only option is to pack your bags and leave the place as if you have work.
But where do you go to?
And you reach home only to have the dad and the brother and the sister thinking that they are the only people treating you. What if the teacher aunt thinks she is also a doctor, just because she had been sick before? And the process starts all over again. And sadly just because I live in the hospital campus the other hospital doctors also have their own treatment.
So after having the antibiotics, the paracetomols, the cough syrups, the ayurvedic treatment, you still cough because it is viral and love and too much love could never cure a viral infection.
What is sickness for, if not to get pampered by?
When the dad, mom, brother, sister, FIL, MIL, the best friend and more importantly the wifey are all doctors, what do you do? Where do you run to? Whom do you run away from?
The FIL says one tablet, the MIL a different one. When was the last time a husband and wife have told the same thing anyways? Then my wifey has a completely different idea. You don't know anything, please don't do this she says to her father. Oh ya, you have to remain oblivious to the dialogue happening. You cannot be privy to an argument where your FIL is scolded by her daughter as not knowing anything. Did you hear anything? illa da, I was listening to NEWS.
Finally they concur on one thing. To give all the tablets all three of them opined. So you were made to eat 111 tablets a day. No! You don't have the option to refuse. How do you refuse the wife anyways?
And after two days, when nothing materialised they repeat the same dialogue all over again. Like nothing happened before, you listen to everything again! No I did not hear that as well. The only option is to pack your bags and leave the place as if you have work.
But where do you go to?
And you reach home only to have the dad and the brother and the sister thinking that they are the only people treating you. What if the teacher aunt thinks she is also a doctor, just because she had been sick before? And the process starts all over again. And sadly just because I live in the hospital campus the other hospital doctors also have their own treatment.
So after having the antibiotics, the paracetomols, the cough syrups, the ayurvedic treatment, you still cough because it is viral and love and too much love could never cure a viral infection.
What is sickness for, if not to get pampered by?
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