It was the second time the fetal heartbeat monitor flashed red, the heartbeat had dipped below 60. The doctor came rushing in and examined me. The baby was under stress and we had to proceed with emergency c- section. I was put on a wheelchair and moved to a floor above where the ORs were. There was a minor confusion about the OP rooms and I remember yelling at a nurse. Entering the OP room, I remember faintly noticing that it looked little unorganized and that there was no natural light. (yes, I did notice that at such a time : D) . Once on the table, the anesthesiologist(yes, I googled the spelling), bless that sweet lady, asked me not to worry and helped me calm down a bit. She told that she was going to insert a needle in my spine and it would hurt a little. But, I guess I was so pumped up with adrenaline that I didn't feel a thing, a slight prick may be. A pillar with a bright light was moved near me and an oxygen mask was put on me." Helloo..I can breathe alr...
I was straightening up the room, it was 11 in the morning already n now that Dishu was done with his post bath nap, i had gotten a chance to fold the blankets. I found the neighborhood aunty, who is a frequent visitor, at the door of my room. After ignoring her for a full minute, i bestowed upon her the worth of my acknowledgement and said a Namaste to her. Jug jug jiyo, khush raho, agle saal ek chota sa lalla ho jave.. If ever you have heard of a human volcano, I felt like one that instant!! Couldn't form words, gulped my anger down and ignored as if i didn't hear a thing.. Ye pahla lalla nahi sambhalra logon ko dusre ki chinta hone lagi.. :D