I tried the medicines on for a few days, but it didn’t work. I continued for more few days, still, then it didn’t have any effect on the pain. As per his advice, I went back to his clinic for further checkups.
Rohan
`Doctor, the medicines didn’t work,’ I claimed.
Doctor
He scratched his chin and said, `I checked your reports, it could have been cured by medicines only. But as it’s not working I would consult you to get admitted.’
Rohan
`What! Admit? In hospital? No, doctor please find some other way! I have never admitted myself in hospital ever before.’
Doctor
`So what? Just for a couple of days. I have looked into your reports. Getting admitted is necessary now.’
Rohan
After a lot of thinking and re-thinking, I agreed. He took the responsibility of everything, from getting an appointment to the tests and checkups during the admitted time. He was a trustworthy person, so I agreed.
After a day, he gave me the details of a hospital. The name of it being, `SMYS city hospital’. He had managed all and on the next day, I was on my special, separate room, in the hospital. ROOM NO. 31
Rohan
The room was exquisite. It was beautiful and hygienic. It looked nothing less than a very well furnished hotel room, but having bluish-green bed sheets, curtains, medical equipment and saline of course. This separate room had good service and the best thing - it was way distanced from the other rooms. This was because of Dr Arijit, he knew I didn’t like to be in the crowd. I appreciate secrecy and privacy.
It was around 10 AM in the morning when I first entered the hospital room. The nurse allocated for my room showed me the room and provided me with the necessities, and in regular intervals, either nurses or doctors used to come and check me up. I was now getting comfortable there.
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