He was wearing a shabby white half-sleeve vest and shorts. He had come to our health center with complaints of body ache. “I go around with a cart selling mattha. I leave home at seven in the morning and come back by seven in the evening. I am outside the whole day walking around. By the time I come back home, my legs ache so terribly. I make my kids stand on it, hoping for some relief. Please give me something for the pain.” I asked him about various other symptoms and started the clinical examination. Many of his features were leading me to the obvious culprit. So, I had to ask. I have no idea why I do it, but every time I ask about alcohol intake or smoking history, my voice lowers a bit. Involuntarily. Or maybe not. It could be because of the various responses and reactions I have received over time. Some deny it outright and look at you like you have used a cuss word. They shake their heads so much as if I could almost have questioned their fidelity. Some give a gentle nod. Few lower their voices and say, “Yes, occasionally”. And then there are some who hold their head high and accept their habit with maybe a tinge of something edging on pride. My patient belonged to the last category. But there was no pride in his voice as he tried to justify his habit.” I do drink daily after dinner and then fall asleep. I work the whole day and the alcohol makes me feel better. I feel less tired and can fall asleep faster.” This made absolute sense to him. It was a necessity for him. And this necessity is slowly devouring his liver. Our conversation made me realize something important. There is a very thin line between necessity and addiction. A line running parallel to the one between life and death.
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Nothing but a recipient of Christ's grace. I am a young doctor and I use this space to find meaning in the bedlam of my thoughts. My blog might resonate with the screams of a young adult finding her place in life, the stench of hospital corridors, images of the many people who intrigue me and the lessons my Saviour Jesus teaches me. View All Posts
would recommend reading the chapter on āalcoholismā from the book āAtlas of Rural Health: Chronicles from Central India.ā
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Thank you, sir. Will surely check it out.
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