Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Future shock

I just created history..right now, sitting in Maniyarpur, 50 Kms from patna, where there is no electricity, no landline phone, almost mud roads. I am able to access to the internet and publish my blog.
Point to prove....you dont know how the chapters in future will turn....be aware.

Mountain out of a mole

Earlier this month my mother had been advised for a hysterectomy (removal of uterus), by a leading gynecologist in Patna. I spoke to a lot of people on this and they were not amused at the doctor’s suggestions. I was told it is a usual thing for women in post menopause to do so, mainly to save them from any complications in their later lives.
Now, I am a little conservationist of sorts when it comes to near and dear ones getting under the knife. Especially when it’s your mother and body part discussed here is not some gangrene struck leg that had to be amputated, but the womb, where I and my brothers and sisters first originated. I know it is too much to think about a medical problem, and this was no Nandigram. My mother was having problems, but I did not think that this was the only solution.
There was another reason for my keenness on taking a second opinion. The doctor, in brief, is pretty, good to me, explains things in detail and the best part is the way she wears her saree. It’s an attitude that shows, pink usually. For a mother of three, she has a perfect belly and there are a few women who can wear their saree below navel. That too in Patna, pulled and folded upwards, with visible ankles, to make her running around in the hospital easier. Now, that is a mix of attitude, professionalism and bindaas.
Doctors in patna see on an average of 100 to 200 patients every day. Symptoms are common and so is the cure. They do not have the time to look at every patients face and spend time explaining things. So I quick hi! And she has the same advise for my mom as well. “Its ok, it’s a common thing get it removed”. With the best of my words, I try to explain my fears and apprehensions. After a glance at me, she agrees to take a deeper look at the case. She tells me, “we usually don’t do this, but you don’t get people like you, who try to make such an emotional issue over a dysfunctional organ”.
After much deliberation, she comes back with her trade mark, attitude grin. “Good news, you can keep your original apartment” and then she goes on to explain the intricacies of the female private parts, gesturing with her hands, usually I get uncomfortable, women talking like that, men have their own fantasies of those organs and it is quite harsh to make it look like a piece of some human machine. But, she has a way to explain with utmost care.
I understand every bit of it; I also understand one thing that she did not explain.
One was about politics and the other is about modern medical science.
Its about socialism, it’s about denying individuality.
Its about considering population or the people of the state to be the biggest problem.
The congress men led by the enthusiastic team of Sanjay Gandhi, in the seventies, went on a spree to control population. “Family Planning”.
People started to believe in the governments and disbelieve in themselves. They could no longer think for themselves. My parents also heeded the advice of the govt. and planned their families. My mother’s problem started then.( the doc told me so) It was not just about my mom’s problem, it was about all the mom’s who went thru that trauma and are living it everyday till day. Its about mothers to be. It is about a culture that we have in legacy. It is about denial of right to think for oneself.
Hypocrite’s and his men must be some 1600 old, human body is 50000 years old. I don’t think they have a right to take away a part of your body, just because it is a common phenomenon, not understanding that body evolves, it generates convineince for itself. Every ounce in your body is balanced on some other ounce. It would affect the functioning of some other parts if one part is removed. Munna bhai’s japphi yields more results than all the antibiotics put together. Medical science might have a technical name for it.

......is that’s how one makes a mountain out of a mole?