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Tests and hidden distress

 

I, my father, and one of my father’s cousins had been to the doctor’s room.

Doctor: ‘Whatever you eat will come out, it can’t go beyond the pyloric antrum and you might need surgery for this and better be prepared for it’.

Me: Doctor! What can be the temporary solution? So, that he can eat something to get energy.

Doctor: I will give you the prescription, use those medicines and be only on a liquid diet. But I don’t think it will help you. You need to undergo surgery soon.

The doctor sent me and my father outside and asked my father’s cousin to stay. My father and I got a bit scared and my father seemed anxious too.

After some time, when I asked my uncle what did the doctor say to him. He was not answering, then when I asked him again and again, he said that the doctor had taken the tissue while performing an endoscopy and sent it for the culture as he(the doctor) was doubtful that it was a malignant tumour. The hospital has asked us to come back after 5 days for Test reports.

I was then confident that, it wouldn’t be a malignant tumour, as he doesn’t booze or smoke and he was also very cautious while eating food.

One day, when my father came back from the office, he was very angry and scolded me without a valid reason, he looked so stressed and I didn’t understand what happened. After some time, he sat on the balcony of my house alone and started thinking. I broke down for a while, as I don’t know why he is angry with me and I thought he might be stressed at his workplace. I went out and brought ORSL for him.

This distress in him continued for a couple of days, which resulted in a small dispute between me and him.

A couple of days later, we went back to the hospital to collect reports……

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