Chapter 44: chapter 44

My husband welcomed her suggestion wholeheartedly but I was also an adamant being. I have promised myself to carry in his treatment until he is completely cured. He seemed to be tired of eating the medicines but it was evident from his face that he was getting addicted to them. Two months passed in a jiffy. The date of another appointment with the doctor arrived. This time my husband booked an appointment with him and paid for the online registration on his own. He went accompanied by his brother-in-law. The doctor prolonged the same medicines for another month and asked him to meet again in the coming month. He was such adept in his profession, he could study the face and read the mind of his clients. I tapped my palm on my forehead to gesture my feelings of feting him again for thirty days at a stretch. It was not the burden of responsibilities but my husband's uneasiness that compelled me to perform the desperate gesture. I continued giving him the medicines. To my surprise, he started tearing the wrappers and gulping the medicines himself along with water. He made sure never to skip a single medicine and I checked with him regularly. Although, he groaned and moaned with me describing the side effects. From banana chappatis, he began asking for paratha and tea. He stopped drinking lukewarm water and insisted on normal drinking water. He talked occasionally about gastric issues. He was returning to his normal life slowly. After finishing the third month of medicines, he didn't feel the urge to see a doctor. His sister's father-in-law died after spending a month in ventilation. My husband attended the funeral and ceremonial rites without any hesitation. He complained of stomach troubles on returning home and consumed the syrup. After that he was alright. I remained worried for the entire month he persisted without medicines but God's grace was upon us and helped him to recover speedily. After leaving the anti-depressants, his body was filled with red spots giving him itchiness. Initially, he didn't care but the spots grew large in texture and size. He consulted a skin specialist who diagnosed some allergic issues. He gave ointments and capsules to be taken for a week. I felt pity for him for being on some kind of medicine for nearly five months without any intervals but that was the end of it. The allergy disappeared after a week. He didn't get excited about it. He got rid of emotional blunting. He considered it to be normal. That was the greatest testimony to bear witness of his recuperation. I would like to conclude my series with a heartfelt poem, composed by me just after the recovery of my husband. The feelings are raw and unfiltered. Life was going on smoothly,Office, work and research were the order of the day.Suddenly, a deadly virus entered from nowhere,Spoiling the daily routine of every species,Lockdown was the only antidote,Schools, colleges, and offices all went for shutdown,Working from home and work for home was the order of the day. News channels were on high alert,Furnishing scary news in seconds.It was a panic to imagine the virus infecting people unknown far and wide,It was simply apathetic to breathing a fearful life,With an unpredictable and insecure future.Studies went online, Online payment modes applied,Online shopping and home delivery became a new norm. The food business started to flourish,  Youtube channels and Facebook pages,Found many subscribers,The system changed, we began to adapt,With masks and sanitisers, we learned to adapt,We learned to live with the virus.After another year of battling,This time it hit our near and dear ones,Taking many lives, shattering many families,The infection imposed aftermaths,Causing terror and horror everywhere,But we learned to adapt,Bearing the conditions, we learned to adapt.My life went on a roller coaster ride,I caught the infection along with my family,Which happened to many, in the First and Second Wave of the pandemic,I lost my father-in-law,After which my husband went into Depression, His anxiety levels went high, Which was hard to detect,But l passed my life's toughest exam With a glint of hope,Mumbling every time, "This too shall pass". I withheld  my tears to cascade down my eyes like an ocean,l dug my sorrow deep within my heart,I ate my meals without any appetite,I cheered myself up with a smile,I tried to put up false appearances,before him,I laughed when he laughed,I cried when he cried,I lay awake when he spent sleepless nights,I accompanied him wherever he went,I took proper care of his diet,I listened to him when he was impatient,l even became the target of his rage,I kept everything aside,Putting on his fitness,As my first and foremost primacy.With proper food and medication, He recovered from the  pangs of depression, Like an iron lady, I stood by his side to fight the monster, This was the story of my reincarnation, MY REBIRTH                            THE END