For the last 15 days, after finding some typical symptoms of a terminal disease, I have been visiting Ganga Ram and been going through certain tests.
I am already on medication for a lever disorder and tuberculosis and this news couldn’t have come at a better time. With a weight loss off some 20 kgs, it is tough going to office everyday but that’s the way I am.
It pains like hell when I walk. It’s been some 50 days that I have been working with this severe joint pain (which now have become a habit though.). I ignored the pain in joints, and kept working.
It was around 1st of April that I realized something was hugely wrong with my body. To confirm, I went to Sir Ganga Ram Hospital and they found symptoms of a terminal disease relating to my Pancreas.
They advised me some tests, two of them came positive and third will confirm it. And if that is confirmed, I might have some 5-7 years with me in rarest case. Generally the patient would die in a year.
So I have decided to drop that test with a logic that, if I really have that disease, I would die in 5-7 years anyway and if it isn’t then why spend money on the test.
Another logic is that I don’t want to live with the date of my death, when it has to come, it will come.
I must thank my room-mate who has taken a lot of care of me, doing every possible thing which he could have. A rare individual to find.
So I have decided to do the things I love doing as if I might be crushed by a car any day. That’s the uncertainty of life… I am being pushed to all the limits possible and I still say- Death be not proud!