I Had A Road Accident! :D

Oh yes! Fif­teen days ago. And not just a ran­dom acci­dent. One in which I was hos­pi­tal­ized for three days! And I got to miss all my half-yearlies. Truth be said, I could’ve given the last two HY exams, but why put the effort when I have the option not to! ;) :P

It was def­i­nitely an awe­some expe­ri­ence. I mean so awe­some, I had to post about it. Espe­cially con­sid­er­ing I never really post about stuff that hap­pens in my life. It was so awe­some I couldn’t even avoid the grin in the title. Or any­where else. :D :D .

So, the over­all injuries I was diag­nosed with — were sim­ply a right mas­toid frac­ture, some ran­dom hem­or­rhages  in my skull, an ear which bled (where the blood was actu­ally com­ing from the skull)  for about the first two hours, and some­thing I had which has been sus­pected to be seizure, due to which I now have to take some 300 grams of some Pheny­toin Sodium for an entire year! The rest is his­tory (as was that, but the rest is insignif­i­cant his­tory — just clar­i­fy­ing. :P ), except for the fact that I had some ugly painful IV drop in my left hand, which was so annoy­ing, it actu­ally caused a huge swelling in my left hand.

As of now, I’m pretty much fine, except for the fact that I’m very prone to grad­u­ally los­ing my sense of phys­i­cal sta­bil­ity on any much phys­i­cal exer­tion, espe­cially in the sun. And oh yes, I have tried it! :)

For those who saw me jump and were espe­cially freaked out-cum-angry: I know the bus wasn’t going to stop much far­ther. I know I could’ve cov­ered the dis­tance in not much time. I know I had a mobile in my hand. But you really ought to stop telling a guy what he ought to have done, when he did some­thing else. Espe­cially when he didn’t end up really sad about what­ever hap­pened…! :D

And for any­body who would want to know how my fam­ily responded, I per­son­ally don’t know. Mainly cause I was uncon­scious in the first day when every­body was respond­ing in any sense, and all I got, were recoun­tances. Every­body hap­pens to end up being ratio­nally cool now, except for my mother whose very nag­ging about me eat­ing food –and most of the stuff moth­ers are as a rule anx­ious of — espe­cially cause I have hap­pened to lose a lot of my appetite, mainly because since the last week I have a very screwed up sense of taste and smell, wherein I have the same annoy­ing smell from my fin­ger­tips, as from all grainy food­stuffs, and many other foods as well, and the same taste from all that as well. I really don’t know if that’s due to the lit­tle Vit­a­min B com­plex tablets I’m pre­scribed for every­day, or because my brain due to the frac­ture and blood clots, is entirely screwed up and as a con­se­quence, has cho­sen my smell and taste senses to be a nice way to exhibit that.

[Update: I seem to have been so lost ins tuff, I for­got to notice that I never said, how it hap­pened. “I tried to dis­mount a mov­ing bus” — What I told all the doc­tors I met, and what was actu­ally a com­pro­mise on the truth — “I jumped off a rather fast mov­ing bus, in a very hope­less man­ner, in a fit of anger (at the bus dri­ver who was refus­ing to stop there), hope (that I’ll land suc­cess­fully i.e. = safely), and insan­ity (which I really can’t elab­o­rate on — I don’t know myself why it hap­pened). :) ]

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  • shud­der.
    don’t give such detailed reports. freaks me out.

    i so don’t want to become a doc­tor. ever.

  • Aditya Grover wrote:

    Per­son­ally speak­ing i wasn’t freaked out much when you jumped out of d bus coz i thought u would man­age. but when u become uncon­scious and started hav­ing seizures, i and d rest were shocked. but any­ways no point remem­ber­ing such acci­dent. take care :-)
    P.S. in case u failed to notice, u hav missed 7 out of 11 school exams/tests till now. i feel so jeal­ous :-(

  • So sorry to hear that! I hope you’re doing bet­ter now. From what I gather, you tried to pull off a John McLane stunt by jump­ing off a mov­ing bus. Need­less to say, don’t do that again. (Humans have this irri­tat­ing habit of stat­ing the obvious…)

  • I’d never really mind. It seems quite inter­est­ing. And I had a per­sonal inter­est in know­ing more about what I had had… :)

  • I wouldn’t have expected any­one to be freaked out if I’d man­aged to land, obvi­ously! And I can imag­ine it must be scary if I was shak­ing so “scar­ily”. :) And no, I hadn’t kept a count, but obvi­ously it feels awe­some to have missed 7 out of 11! That’s like… 63.63 %! I could also see it as 4 in 4 months…! :)

  • Of course I’m doing nearly as nor­mal as pos­si­ble, by now! :) As I’ve men­tioned any­ways. And yes, you could very much call it a McClane stunt except of mar­gin­ally smaller pro­por­tions, and me end­ing up much worse than he ever would! And once again I go on rant­ing the very obvi­ous… :)

  • Bloody hell!
    I want details!
    Sorry for my rather macabre sense of humour(or lack thereof), but I’m kinda shocked:
    A)I’ve never heard of some­thing like that hap­pen­ing to some­one I know before (@the seizures etc)
    B)Vishesh, I’m impressed at your dar­ing. Kabhi aisa expect nayi kiya from you ;)
    Any­way, take care and lucky lucky LUCKY you get­ting to miss exams :P
    Too bad you can’t taste food…
    Get well real soon!

  • Details? More than that? I myself wouldn’t know! :)
    It (the You’re being shocked part) doesn’t really mat­ter. It’s imag­in­able. Espe­cially con­sid­er­ing the med­ical report called it a mas­toid “frac­ture”> It barely hurt for beyond two days.
    A) I per­son­ally hadn’t heard of seizures hap­pen­ing, espe­cially to any real per­son I knew. I mean, when I was first talked to about that, I didn’t even know what seizures where! Only recently I man­aged to read up on them, and it felt simul­ta­ne­ously cool, as well as scary, to know that hav­ing a seizure actu­ally implied I had epilepsy! The attack did involve me shak­ing furi­ously — the main thing which appar­ently freaked most peo­ple imme­di­ately around me at that time. Unfor­tu­nately ( ;) ) I have no mem­ory of it. And recently I got to know another friend of mine who seemed to have had a seizure. And his did sound much more seri­ous…
    B) Well, it’s not really like I expected that from myself either. More towards sheer stu­pid­ity than dar­ing… :S
    Any­ways, thanks for the wishes! Hope I do (get well soon…) :) ..

  • Ouch. Shit.
    I sup­pose you must be okay now, since you’re blog­ging about it.
    Seizures sound freaky. o.O

    What do you mean by “phys­i­cal sta­bil­ity” by the way? Bal­ance, do you mean?

  • I’m pretty ok now… I mean con­tin­u­ously improv­ing, hav­ing monthly reviews, and lots of stuff. But yeah, if you look at me, you couldn’t even guess. Now, that is.
    Seizure is the word used by Aditya Grover, who was sit­ting in the bus and saw me “shake vigourously”. I’ve been research­ing epilepsy, seizures, and stuff, and it ends up that there is really no spe­cific def­i­n­i­tion of a seizure i.e. seizure=epileptic attack= any­thing pretty much. Which is annoy­ing because I have to take those antiepilep­tics every­day, and its just not cool. :)
    Yes, by phys­i­cal sta­bil­ity I did mean bal­ance. I mean, espe­cially when I wake up, I go about walk­ing very much like a drunk dude. And it’s pretty unde­sir­able, and annoy­ing.
    Cool in every­thing else by now pretty much. :)

  • Most peo­ple do tend to be groggy when they wake up, but I sup­pose you don’t mean that. :P

    Still. Whoa. Seizures. The def­i­n­i­tion I knew of seizures/epileptic fits was sud­den uncon­scious­ness. Not the most com­pre­hen­sive def­i­n­i­tion and I never both­ered to check.
    Where exactly did this inci­dent hap­pen?
    And what hap­pened after you fell down? Did the bus stop? Who helped you?
    I don’t expect you to remem­ber, but there must be peo­ple who saw this and told you?

  • Nope. I mean much worse. :)
    I remem­ber time, loca­tion and every­thing pretty well. I just don’t remem­ber of what hap­pened in the fol­low­ing 2 to 4 hours. It was while return­ing from VM (! ;) ), about 2 km from my home. Yes, the dri­ver pretty quickly stopped the bus — after that!! Even my dad was just there, as he’d come to pick me up (as in the after­noons gen­er­ally some­one form my fam­ily does pick me up so I don’t have to walk that long a dis­tance in the “hot sun”, and faint mid­ways from a stroke or some­thing…) Yeah and the pick­ing up part I don’t remem­ber, but my dad picked me up, and took me to the hospi etc. etc.

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