The little one is on the mend, though the swelling will take some time to heal.
Had to take her to Moolchand on Tuesday evening, as the swelling had gotten worse. There were blue marks under the eye and on the nose.
The doctor said this wasn't an emergency, so we should come to the regular Outpatients Department.
Moolchand is a very different hospital to what it used to be. Plush interiors, shiny floors, leather chairs, well-equipped clinics and smartly-dressed staff. And yes, Khairatiram sounds too old-fashioned for a modern hospital - so the hospital is officially Moolchand rather than the Moolchand Khairatiram Hospital that we knew it as.
The one thing still missing is politeness. The male receptionist was busy playing 'Park Your Car' (or some such game), and couldn't be bothered with the patients or their kins. So, it was down to his female counterpart who was obviously feeling the pressure.
"Patient's name? 450 rupees." were the two phrases she uttered while checking us in.
The doctor hadn't arrived yet, so we were asked to occupy the seats in front of his room. One things that has definitely changed since we have been here is forcing our way through a queue. After spending months being polite, we have realised what a waste of time and effort it is.
So, the moment my better half spotted the doctor, we rushed into his room. He hadn't switched on the light or put his bag on the desk when we occupied the chairs.
Looks OK to me. The swelling will take a few more days to go. He wrote another cocktail of antibiotics, pain-killer and nasal drops. But she had antibiotics just a few months back, my wife said. How does that matter? This is to make sure that any blood clots inside the nasal passage don't turn into an infection.
The appointment was over within 10 minutes. It took considerably more time to get to the hospital and back than the doctor spent on the little girl.
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