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This post is dedicated to Mudra, the woman with the zaniest sense of humour I have known!
Dr Malvika, please forgive me for butchering medical science here...but hey, I am not offering a cure for Alzheimers 😆
Abhimaan
Nidhi hid her bored yawn behind her hand. God, this was so tiring. How many more times did she have to close what others had opened? She was tired of warming the pitch for the star batsman! When would it be her turn to open first?
She absently passed the scalpel that the senior surgeon asked for, waiting for her to be done performing her miracle so she could then close up.She had been on OT duty for the last fortnight or so. She had been a scrub and assisted the neuro superman, the gynaec catwoman and the Ortho Hulk. Okay, so the neuro superman was her own husband. Did he treat his scrub any better because she was his wife? Of course he did. He did not bother with courtesies like please and thank you. You can close up now, he would mutter in a gruff voice and walk off. And when she wanted to go to sleep after a hard day's work, he would have the gall to demand his gift. Hmpfff!
Cartwoman was done with her magic. 'Dr Nidhi, you can take over now...and do a good job of the closing up...I have a reputation to maintain, you see!" What a she-dog Catwoman was!
Suddenly, Nidhi had an idea. You think closing up is such a menial task? Let me show you! She wondered what she should do? Drop a pair of scissors into the patient before closing up? Nah, why harm the poor patient for what these snobby senoior surgeons did? She would come up with a creative way to make her mark. Suddenly, here eyes sparkled. She had just the plan! She went to work with a devilish grin on her face.
It was more than a fortnight before she got inkling of the success of her plan! Catwoman summoned her to her room!
"Dr Nidhi, my patient here wants to meet you!"
Nidhi looked at the patient blankly.
" I performed a caesarean section on her about three weeks ago, Surely you remember?"
"Sorry Ma'am, I was focusing on her belly, Didn't get a good look at the face!"
Catwoman was red now.
"Dr Nidhi, Mrs Dresswala wanted to meet you. She says she has something important to say to you. She refuses to share it with me"
Catwoman glared at Nidhi through her slanted eyes.
"Yes Mam!"
Nidhi turned to Mrs Dresswala.
"Please tell me, Ma'am!"
"Doctor, I just loved your design. My friends are all envious and all of them want the exact same!"
Nidhi looked at her blankly. And then looked herself up and down.
"You mean my dress? You noticed it from beneath my scrubs?"
Now, Mrs Dresswala looked confused. Catwoman was of course ready to bust a vein,
"Dr Nidhi, you have started wearing designer scrubs?"
What designer scrubs? No selfrespecting designer would design even a hankie for what she could afford to pay, given her stipend!
Mrs Dresswala hurriedly intervened.
"Dr..you are misunderstanding me...I meant the design of my scar..that is why I asked you who stitched me up!"
Catwoman couldn't believe her ears.
"A designer post operative scar?"
"Yes doctor, my beautiful baby girl and my beautiful scar..I have you to thank for them...now all my friends want you to operate on them when they have babies!"
Nidhi was too shocked to respond. Her devilish nature had gotten the better of her and she had made a design out of the sutures, inspired by an embroidery design Anji had shown her. She thought she was playing a practical joke on Catwoman. Instead, looks like she was bringing in more patients for her,
Mrs Dresswala then delivered the punchline..
""And they want you to make sure that only Dr Nidhi stitches them back up!"
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Dr Ashutosh entered the OT...he quickly scanned the reports once again and smiled reassuringly at the patient.
"So, are we ready to go, Mr Taylor?"
Mr Taylor looked at the junior doctor appealingly.
"Sir, we are just waiting for the scrub!"
Dr Ashutosh looked ready to spit fire.
" A senior surgeon waits for a scrub? Who the hell is this scrub and where is he? Is there no other scrub available?"
"Sir, Mr Taylor wants only this particular scrub, In fact the scrub is in great demand and is just finishing up with another surgery with the Hulk, sorry I mean our ortho surgeon!"
Dr Ashutosh had been away for a conference for the last two weeks, He wondered if the hospital had been taken over by aliens in the meantime. A scrub being booked in advance by surgeons? What in the name of heaven for?
"What is all this nonsense?"
"No SIr, all the patients who are coming in for surgery are asking for this particular scrub to sew them up. You know, Sir, she comes up with the most innovative designer sutures..they are the new rage in town, Sir...we have had enquiries about her from other hospitals too!"
Dr Ashtuosh felt faint.
"Who is this scrub?"
"Goodmorning Sir...sorry to keep you waiting!"
Nidhi sounded unbelievably chirpy as she sashayed in.
Mr Taylor, the patient, sat up on the table.
"Am so glad you are here, doctor...please give me a scar that is cooler than what you gave my friend Mrs Dresswala...I want her turning green in envy!"
Nidhi smiled beatifically at the patient before turning to Dr Ashutosh!
''I am ready if you are, Sir!"
And the Abhimaan track began!
Dr Malvika, please forgive me for butchering medical science here...but hey, I am not offering a cure for Alzheimers 😆
Abhimaan
Nidhi hid her bored yawn behind her hand. God, this was so tiring. How many more times did she have to close what others had opened? She was tired of warming the pitch for the star batsman! When would it be her turn to open first?
She absently passed the scalpel that the senior surgeon asked for, waiting for her to be done performing her miracle so she could then close up.She had been on OT duty for the last fortnight or so. She had been a scrub and assisted the neuro superman, the gynaec catwoman and the Ortho Hulk. Okay, so the neuro superman was her own husband. Did he treat his scrub any better because she was his wife? Of course he did. He did not bother with courtesies like please and thank you. You can close up now, he would mutter in a gruff voice and walk off. And when she wanted to go to sleep after a hard day's work, he would have the gall to demand his gift. Hmpfff!
Cartwoman was done with her magic. 'Dr Nidhi, you can take over now...and do a good job of the closing up...I have a reputation to maintain, you see!" What a she-dog Catwoman was!
Suddenly, Nidhi had an idea. You think closing up is such a menial task? Let me show you! She wondered what she should do? Drop a pair of scissors into the patient before closing up? Nah, why harm the poor patient for what these snobby senoior surgeons did? She would come up with a creative way to make her mark. Suddenly, here eyes sparkled. She had just the plan! She went to work with a devilish grin on her face.
It was more than a fortnight before she got inkling of the success of her plan! Catwoman summoned her to her room!
"Dr Nidhi, my patient here wants to meet you!"
Nidhi looked at the patient blankly.
" I performed a caesarean section on her about three weeks ago, Surely you remember?"
"Sorry Ma'am, I was focusing on her belly, Didn't get a good look at the face!"
Catwoman was red now.
"Dr Nidhi, Mrs Dresswala wanted to meet you. She says she has something important to say to you. She refuses to share it with me"
Catwoman glared at Nidhi through her slanted eyes.
"Yes Mam!"
Nidhi turned to Mrs Dresswala.
"Please tell me, Ma'am!"
"Doctor, I just loved your design. My friends are all envious and all of them want the exact same!"
Nidhi looked at her blankly. And then looked herself up and down.
"You mean my dress? You noticed it from beneath my scrubs?"
Now, Mrs Dresswala looked confused. Catwoman was of course ready to bust a vein,
"Dr Nidhi, you have started wearing designer scrubs?"
What designer scrubs? No selfrespecting designer would design even a hankie for what she could afford to pay, given her stipend!
Mrs Dresswala hurriedly intervened.
"Dr..you are misunderstanding me...I meant the design of my scar..that is why I asked you who stitched me up!"
Catwoman couldn't believe her ears.
"A designer post operative scar?"
"Yes doctor, my beautiful baby girl and my beautiful scar..I have you to thank for them...now all my friends want you to operate on them when they have babies!"
Nidhi was too shocked to respond. Her devilish nature had gotten the better of her and she had made a design out of the sutures, inspired by an embroidery design Anji had shown her. She thought she was playing a practical joke on Catwoman. Instead, looks like she was bringing in more patients for her,
Mrs Dresswala then delivered the punchline..
""And they want you to make sure that only Dr Nidhi stitches them back up!"
***********************************************************************
Dr Ashutosh entered the OT...he quickly scanned the reports once again and smiled reassuringly at the patient.
"So, are we ready to go, Mr Taylor?"
Mr Taylor looked at the junior doctor appealingly.
"Sir, we are just waiting for the scrub!"
Dr Ashutosh looked ready to spit fire.
" A senior surgeon waits for a scrub? Who the hell is this scrub and where is he? Is there no other scrub available?"
"Sir, Mr Taylor wants only this particular scrub, In fact the scrub is in great demand and is just finishing up with another surgery with the Hulk, sorry I mean our ortho surgeon!"
Dr Ashutosh had been away for a conference for the last two weeks, He wondered if the hospital had been taken over by aliens in the meantime. A scrub being booked in advance by surgeons? What in the name of heaven for?
"What is all this nonsense?"
"No SIr, all the patients who are coming in for surgery are asking for this particular scrub to sew them up. You know, Sir, she comes up with the most innovative designer sutures..they are the new rage in town, Sir...we have had enquiries about her from other hospitals too!"
Dr Ashtuosh felt faint.
"Who is this scrub?"
"Goodmorning Sir...sorry to keep you waiting!"
Nidhi sounded unbelievably chirpy as she sashayed in.
Mr Taylor, the patient, sat up on the table.
"Am so glad you are here, doctor...please give me a scar that is cooler than what you gave my friend Mrs Dresswala...I want her turning green in envy!"
Nidhi smiled beatifically at the patient before turning to Dr Ashutosh!
''I am ready if you are, Sir!"
And the Abhimaan track began!
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