Life was normal, my wife ran a small chatpat shop from the savings, I earned working in Kantipur daily. For Kantipur, I was employed to deliver newspapers every morning and collect money in the afternoon. But two weeks back, my only child, Pabitra felt something in her chest. I don’t know if it was her first time or not but that was the first time it had come to my attention. Later, the same day, after an hour the same thing repeated again. To my surprise, her heartbeat was clear and the sound of heartbeat could be heard clearly from outside. Then a sense of graveness arose in my mind because she was our only child and she was just 5 years old. I know what severity of life I have been though to educate her and watch her grow happily. I promptly took action and the very next day I took her to Gandhaki Medical College and several other clinics in Pokhara. But every other doctor, wherever I had been, referred me to take her to Kathmandu without further delays. From every hospital I visited I returned back home sad, disappointed and without a concrete answer. Two days later, a medical champ visited Besisahar, I took her there as well and this time the doctor strongly recommended me to rush Kathmandu.
The little saving I had is already running out and we hardly make 300 rupees a day from our small shop. The doctor in the hospital said my daughter needs to be monitored and kept on ECG for 24 hours because her heart seems to have been dislocated. I am thinking of taking her to Gangalal Cardiac Centre on 3rd of Poush (17th Dec), and see what doctors says. God knows of how I would afford such expensive treatment, and only god knows of how I would just let go of the only child I have but I know whatever the doctor says I will have to return home sad and disappointed once again because I cannot afford the cost of fixing my daughters heart. (Chija Kumar Shrestha, 40, Sundarbazar, Lamjung)
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