Showing posts with label history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label history. Show all posts

Friday, October 22, 2010

Cubital Tunnel Syndrome (Ulnar Nerve Entrapment Syndrome)

Almost an hour had passed and it seemed an endless process to lie below a huge MRI (Magnetic Resonance Imaging) machine with thirty-six weeks’ baby fetus to share my suffering. While I waited for the report in the lounge, my thoughts took me in a flash back mode.
I still have a vivid memory of what happened that day. I was nine years old then and was preparing for my forthcoming exams when suddenly, lights went off making everything dark. I rushed to follow my mother, but stumbled upon a blunt object and fell down. The other moment, my whole world had changed. The years followed multiple plasters, numerous physiotherapy sessions as part of management of my right elbow dislocation.
At present, the MRI report revealed nearly three decades’ history of an old fracture of medial epicondyle with displacement which had led to compression of ulnar nerve against it with altered signal and increased bulk of the nerve. In medical terminology, I had an 'ulnar nerve entrapment syndrome'.
It began with numbness in my little finger with pain which progressed with time. Initially, the numbness was transient and usually occurred in the middle of the night or in the morning. With time, there was persistent numbness along with weakness of the hand. In fact, I was at the verge of development of 'ulnar claw hand'.
My family got worried as the condition was affecting my routine activities; like, I was unable to write with a pen or hold a spoon properly.
According to doctors I needed surgery, but the decision was tricky as the procedure required general anesthesia which could be harmful for the growing baby. I prayed to the Almighty in such vacillating state of affairs.
At last another surgeon was consulted who advised surgery under regional anesthesia. The nerve was decompressed and transferred anteriorly under 'supra-clavicular block'. I was conscious throughout the procedure but felt no pain. The surgical procedure took around three hours. The prognosis in such (nerve surgery) cases is very slow, as nerve regenerates with a velocity of 1 mm per day (i.e. 1 inch per month approximately).
Nine months have elapsed since then and my little finger has resumed back sensations, it is no more numb. I can type with my original speed, write without any flicker, and power of the hand is 80% of normal and I’m driving the vehicle since last two months.
A six inch scar mark on the medial side of elbow is a rememberance of past.
'Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear.' Ambrose Redmoon


Friday, September 17, 2010

Love you, Hyderabad

As soon as I reached the department in the morning, people were already in search of me...it happens almost daily these days...nothing special....just for a work or two which has been given to me the day before.
This time it concerned history......'history'... What the hell I was doing with history...
Oh no, it had nothing to do with a subject, I long before left this after my tenth boards...the dates always horrified and confused me...
But here, my job required it...in fact it was my boss's order...an order is an order, one has to follow it without a question...despite reminding myself innumerable times I don't forget to do a mistake...I questioned, and the other second I scorned myself..."Have you ever gone to Hyderabad, Ma'am?", she looked surprised and answered, "Yes, many times...".
So stupid I was to ask such a question to a person who has been to a world tour...but later had a hearty laugh with my colleague regarding history lessons being provided in biochemistry classes...it was a real hilarious session.
Anyways, everything has its benefits... so, always look at the brighter side of simply anything...just anything under the sun...I had to teach myself everyday this hard lesson.
So, my work was to search historical aspect of Hyderabad with images too...My boss actually knows I can waste my time day and night on the internet without creating a fuss...
And within one fourth of an hour I got everything done...loaded in a pen drive...
With twenty pages of copy pasted Microsoft word document on Hyderabadi history with me, I was again followed by another task..."make it concise to fit in half page."...
I should have sensed this before...who else except 'me' has time to go through all this stuff...?
The very first line of the article encouraged me to read...
"Hyderabad History is very rich and interesting, so don't worry, you will not get bored reading it."
“In the year 1959 when the Moon was in the constellation of Leo, Jupiter in its own abode and all celestial planets favourably placed, Muhammad Quli Qutb Shah, a ruler of the Qutb Shahi dynasty, laid the foundation of a new city which he called Bhagyanagar after his beloved queen ‘Bhagmati’. Bhagmati embraced Islam and took the name Hyder Mahal and consequently Bhagyanagar was renamed Hyderabad after her.”
As if it were not enough, the following paragraph gave a touching depiction of the King’s love story.
“The fourteen year old Sultan of Golconda was madly in love with beautiful Hindu courtesan ‘Bhagmati’, a local dancer.”
There was also a tale of Sultan’s dangerous passion about how he meets her alive in floods and storm. His father Sultan Ibrahim was alarmed to hear his son’s misery, so beautiful women from Armenia, Persia, Arab and different parts of India were brought to entertain the prince, but none could attract his attention away from his beloved ‘Bhagmati’. (How romantic!) His father gave in, and constructed the Purana Pul (Old Bridge) a massive stone bridge across the Musi River, to make easy for the young Sultan to reach to meet his beloved. (How cute and considerate!)
By the time I finished reading the whole Hyderabad History during Qutb Shahi rule and then by Mughal Emperor Aurangzab's seize follwed by Asaf Jahi dynasty -the Nizams till 1948 when finally Indian Army (Operation Polo) overcame the defiant state. No doubt Sardar Vallabhai Patel, the then deputy Prime Minister of India is rightly called 'the Iron Man of India'.
By the time we departed for our homes from the department, most of us were looking forward to the AMBICON 2010 to be held in mid November, in the lovely city of Hyderabad...