2011- It was around 10 pm in the evening when my mom called me, worried, saying that my dad had stopped eating mid meal and was just fidgeting with a bolus of rice in his hands. He had become incoherent too. I rushed immediately from my opd and also told my mom to call my friend Gopal who stays close to my house. By the time I reached, Gopal was trying to balance and wake up my dad who had lost his postural tone and looked like falling on one side. I went to his room and checked his sugars which were alarmingly low. Hypoglycemia had set in rapidly. Soon, he just became comatose and unresponsive. Panic set in. I immediately made a glucose solution but my dad was not in a position to swallow. We decided to shift him as fast as possible to a nearby hospital. Waiting for an ambulance would mean further waste of time and increase the chances of brain damage. We just lifted the chair with my dad on it, somehow huffing and puffing reached the basement and my dad slept on Gopal's lap in the back seat of my car.
my dad's breathing became laborious and Gopal started sobbing uncontrollably. I didn't pay any attention and drove as fast as I could breaking every signal in sight.
As we reached the hospital, dad had become cold and clammy and not a single vein was visible in sight for cannulation. My team of doctors tried in vain to secure an IV access but to no avail. Gopal who had worked in Pediatrics immediately found a vein in the leg and started IV dextrose on him. As the drops fell from the bottle, a glimmer of hope kindled in me. After 200 ml of the dextrose, My dad regained consciousness. He calmly asked about his whereabouts. We were mightily relieved and I just hugged Gopal and cried.
He saved my dad that day.
Gopal had actually trained under me for 5 years and done me proud that day. He runs a clinic and does his practice in a calm and composed manner.
During my dad's hospitalisations, he used to stay overnight at times to relieve me. He is a real selfless friend and has always supported me and my family in times of crisis.
He even designed and printed Prithvy's birthday cards for his party. Everybody liked the cards and kept them as souvenirs. He is an organizer who can arrange people at the drop of a hat.
Cometh the moment, Cometh the man.
I go abroad at times knowing very well that my parents will be taken care of by him, in case of any problem.
He is my best friend and probably a brother in my last birth.
I'm blessed and fortunate to have a friend like him.
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