Probably a day in my life which I can’t dare to
forget.
I was all geared up to hit office. An emergency call
comes and I say oh! Okay, I will be there.
Nothing is important when the matter is life. Isn’t
it?
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The call was from the hospital. Not to worry, nothing
happened to me or anyone I know. But, yes! It was an emergency.
I rushed to the hospital, went straight into the concerned
department, they made the basic tests on me and the next moment I was on the hospital
bed.
Again, thanks for your concern. I was all fine J
The nurse comes with a syringe, a packet and a ball
which was smiling. The syringe was big enough to hold the amount of water you
drink in a day. Exaggerating! Ya, that’s right… I’m good at it.
Seconds later, I had a little prick and this is the
only prick I can tolerate from someone unknown to me. I enjoyed every bit of what
I was doing. The smiling ball in my hand was constantly smiling at me and I
guess, it was telling, Good job girl!
The alarm beeps and the packet was collected. It was
an enthralling experience. Normally, it’s not good to see blood. It’s assumed
that something is wrong to someone. But, we should also give a thought about the
same blood which can save a life.
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Coming back to what actually happened. Early in the
morning the call I received was for a blood donation for an 8 year old girl’s
heart surgery.
I was sad with the almighty, why he had to make that
little one go through knives and scissors and what not? At this age. Accepting
the fact, I just rushed to the hospital to play my role which could save a life
in a while.
I had just finished donating blood. The parents of
the kid were so happy to find a person who could save their little ones heart.
Trusting in god was all they had and it’s always true that, if you help
someone, the next person to help you when you are in need, is not really hard
to find.
Many things were going on in my little head, how
would she look like? What would she be in future? Would she also be that
special someone when there is a need?
Carrying a bag of thoughts, I finished my
formalities with the hospital and left to work.
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Few weeks later, the hospital calls me. They say
there is someone who wants to talk to you. I was shocked. I did not want to
hear any bad news. Thanks to the good lord, he did not give me what I didn’t wanted
to hear.
It was the parents of the girl on the call and they
were happy to inform about their daughter. She was back to normal after the
surgery. Ah! That was the moment which told me—hey look, your blood is flowing
in someone else’s body aswell.
Next thing I hear is a sweet Thank you, you saved my life from the girl herself. Tears rolled
down my cheeks.
Controlling my emotions, I told myself—Thank you
god, you have shown me a way to give a gift called life though I am not a
doctor. Thanks to all those who are working towards this noble cause.
PS: Inspired by a true incident which happened to me
and my husband recently.
Donate Blood, Save a life!
