
CLAWS OF DEATH- GNAWING ACHE IN THE HEAD
![]() If the headache would precede the intoxication, alcoholism would be a VIRTUE. If this is what one has to say about a hangover headache; It is quite dreadful to imagine the trauma suffered by Abirami. Abirami , aged 26 years had a hellish experience for nearly two years with constant headache along with sleeplessness, nausea, vomiting, lack of appetite as well as inability to eat and concentrate on her work which threw her life out of gear. MRI Scan revealed that she had a tumor in the pituitary gland which is located in the base of the brain. The only option was to get the tumor removed ,which was the cause of her suffering. Usually to remove the tumor in the pituitary gland the surgeon approaches it via the cranium or the head, whereas in Abirami's case the pituitary gland was approached through the nose. As a result her recovery was fast, risks of post operative infections and morbidity were greatly reduced. A cheerful Abirami is not able to contain her joy to know that she will be able to eat, sleep and work like others which seemed an impossibility prior to her surgery. Indeed the advancement in science and technology translates to greater patient comfort, if diligently implemented. Click here to view the Video clip of the interview with Abirami. |
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A mental hospital was critically overcrowded. The doctor decides to get all the patients seated in one large room to conduct a test to see how many they could discharge that day. At the front of the room the Doctors took some chalk and drew a full size door on a Blackboard and offered an ice cream to any patient who could open the door. There was a mad rush for the door with the patients scratching and clawing at the door and the handle. The doctors were disappointed, until they noticed a single patient who remained in his chair and was quietly chuckling to himself as he watched his fellow patients. Encouraged that at least one patient could be discharged today, the doctors asked him why he wasn't trying to open the door. The patient, who could no longer contain his laughter, shouted, "I've got the key!" |
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