Falser hood

Every time I think that I am on the verge of becoming a father - the entire dream fades away in a few fizzled out contractions! Anne and I made our first false trip to the labour room yesterday, but since it was all her friends are in charge there, they kept her for an hour or so, on the fetal monitors and let us go after they were sure that she was not in labour! I’m happy about the trip because I have a trace that looks like and ECG, with Koby’s heart beat on it! The pitter patter of Koby’s heart on the monitors was like music to the ears! Funny, I hated those monitors when I was posted in Labour room earlier– they were just a noisy irritation!! Guess when the person behind the noise is your child the noises are more important and sound better!!

Work is as great as usual. I am just getting the hang of duties alone. The system is tedious, but once you get the hang of it – it’s all right. I have a picture of Shaji - one of our registrars, when we went to the neonatology nursery to put in a couple of cut down venous accesses. Threading a catheter in a neonate’s vein in a pretty difficult thing to do, I keep praying that Koby doesn’t need any thing remotely similar!

A picture of the Sun diving into the CMC, Vellore skyline as the day draws to an end. There below is the old dirty hospital, filled with all it's thousands of patients, yet life still looks calm - inspite of the chaos withis each of these buildings. Like many of our lifes, is it not? This picture is from just outside my pediatric surgery ward. Tomorrow is another day….(Koby, where are you?....)