Shocks and further shocks following an anaphylactic shock

We had a rural gathering of doctors meet last month, and the topic was " medico legal aspects - caring for ourselves while we care for patients".

A village close to ours was affected with a death of a patient , in transport from there to Salem.

The public demanded action, the relatives were shocked , the doctors astonished, in short it was hell for all.

The pharmacy companies do not seem to be affected at all in this confusion.

I heard about the child s death at Bangalore thro' a patient from there yesterday, in this we are all confused , who should do what, the western doctors comments on the articles , say we should follow protocols, right we do not have them for any thing, but what about the situation as it happens , and where do we point our finger, today it has happened to a common patient, but we doctors too are patients some time.

How are such situations managed legally , and how is the heart dealt with for the doctor.

Screaming sirens clears a path

There is not a day when one does not hear the screaming sirens of the ambulance on its way to the emergency of a hospital.

The availability of the 9 11 and 108  has got the vehicles on their tyres reeling in early for their action.

In these days medical emergencies have become too common, with the quick pace of life and no rest in between.

The sirens on ,clears the path immediately for the injured person to be transported , and for many who are far away ,but still hear the sirens, it is an anxious call  of " how are u , do u hear me ?"

kids will be kids

The 20 odd kids were slowly trooping in at the appointed time of 10 am , some came in shyly with their moms, other joyfully with mysterious bags, across the shoulders, sharing a joke with their friends.

This time there was more exercises, a drummer  was on his drums, and a key board instrumentalist who shared his spirit with music, a few budding singers, jokers and dancers.

Some brought out their drawings for exhibition, there was one who even shared a maths magic.

To top it all a few minutes of silence , before the group shared their energies , namstheing and seeing eye to eye, and dispersing away, promising that they would be back for more fun the next time.

What expires in expired medicines, and what survives.

I have always wondered and felt jealous that other systems of medicines do not have expiry dates on their medicines, why should only Allopathy system have them.

With the present trend of such interruption in the electrical circuit, and the hefty amount of medicines in the racks, due to the turn over, would it be possible to maintain what needs to be maintained.

There was a time when i used to add ice cubes to the thermos flasks that contained some medicines, not knowing any thing then nor knowing any thing now.

So coming to the title of this sharing, what is it that has brought on the term expiry date to the medicine, and what expires, and what remains.

Maybe with some interactions , things could get understood.

The tough looking graceful earth mover

It was one of the mid afternoon times when i was chit chatting with one across the seas on my screen, when a call came , informing about the earth moving machine.

 I wanted to fence a plot of land , and one advised why don't u clean it up, this brought on the  mover machine.

The man machine went to work, pulling up things and pushing , there was not much , for us to utilise the full capacity of the machine, but we could see its enormous capability, in a matter of a few hours, the place became neat , for the next work to be done .

We did have spectators, watching the hydraulic system work with such ease and gracefulness  at the push of a gear system.

Man is free to use his time for other things, and let the hard labor be handled by such inventions.

Drunk at a spiritual bar with out the wine

The neighborhood children passed word around that there was a time and place to have fun.

My lady was interested to share ways to study well, and have fun at the same time, things matched and this Sunday was fixed.

The children who could get permission started arriving 5 minutes to ten o clock and , having flipped the foot wear to the distance of a kick , they got in with the money for registration.

20 rupees , was the amount fixed and they named themselves, spelling out the alphabets, some did not how to write their names , they were helped with the spellings.

 22 was the number and just enough space at our hall, the gong was the plate and spoon to be heard over their voices.

The programme started with a prayer of awareness and righteousness for the betterment of oneself.

After a small introduction of themselves, the kids were allowed to talk as kids, blabbering away, then sing,enact skits and bring to surface their creativity.

I quietly left them to do with the programme, and arrived just before they finished with the transfer of energies between them selves , namastheing and  a visual contact with the eyes.

A bond has been created between themselves and others, to get on with the life that is theirs.
             

                         

As for the title-  a long time ago at a rural meet, i was told that i was the most drunk at the gathering , until it came to be known i don't drink, but drunk i was , that compliment cannot be taken back.


A decision was taken to share that drunkenness and the drink.

Down to earth water dowser

The modest dowser for water had arrived 10 minutes before the auspicious hour , he had got the traditional lime and his " y " shaped dowsing twig and incense sticks, and camphor.

After a ritualistic prayer of a minute, the dowser started to move with his twig and lime attached by means of a small rope smeared with turmeric.

Within a minute at a space of a few steps the lime started to twirl on a circumference, and  wow it stopped as quickly as it started , like the movement of  the needle on a meter reading.

Moving up and down the plot on his feet he seemed to be in thought and he asked us to identified some spots with a collection of stones.

Finally he selected a spot, rammed down an identification metallic length, said u will get water at 200 feet, go further till u can , good supply and may u use it without waste.

He collected his fee and away he went.

He said he will return when the bore well machine comes and will confirm his findings then.

Such swiftness and his findings are never wrong, he had been for my building a decade earlier , and now for this cousin of mine.

He has nothing to confirm his qualification for this , no family tradition, no meditations , nothing of speciality , just his being.