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Immediate ……. call

 My father couldn’t control his pain, even though the nurses gave him diclofenac injections. My uncle and aunt came after getting admitted to the hospital.

After a while, my father started vomiting the liquid, which was in green color and he couldn’t stop vomiting too (it is a bile — a fluid that is made and released by the liver and stored in the gallbladder). So, doctors have decided to place a Nasogastric (Ryles) Tube — anything that would come out of the mouth, will come through this tube and be collected in a bag. So, that he wouldn’t feel completely drained out by vomiting. His pain and bloating remained still and the fluids and necessary medication have been on.

The doctor came the next day and said ‘It is abdominal adhesions and abdominal adhesions may cause intestinal obstruction’. These can occur post-surgery and the exact cause behind these occurrences can’t be certain. The doctor also said that let’s treat with medications and they normally would repair themselves on medications, if it doesn’t work, then might require surgery.

Bloating got reduced day by day but the pain wasn’t and he couldn’t bear that pain, he screamed out of that pain and he was asking to get it operated on because of unbearable pain. We were feeling as much as pain he was, by looking at him but we were helpless at the same time.

One day doctor came around 11:00 AM for the rounds and told us that surgery was at 2 PM. No one of us was prepared even though, we knew that if medications didn’t work out, they would plan for surgery. We didn’t expect that he would take an immediate surgery call, as he told us that they would try on medications for a couple of more days, one day prior to the surgery day.

We(I, my brother, and my uncle) were all scared, tensed, and also praying to God that everything should happen fine. After an hour, they brought him from the OT to the ICU. After a few minutes, the doctor called us inside to talk about the surgery. He said that they had removed 2–3 litres of obstructed bile in the stomach and also operated on adhesions.

But, while performing the surgery, he said that he had

seen a recurrence of cancer cells and said it was Stage-4.

We were all shocked, broke down and couldn’t speak out after his words. I asked the doctor — “It’s not even been a month since 8 cycles of chemo were completed, How did it recur so fast ?”. The doctor said — ‘No one knows, when will it recur again!’.

We couldn’t digest it at all and the doctor also said ‘Don’t convey this message to your father as of now, as he needs to recover from this surgery first’.

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