Thursday, August 11, 2011

Getting Married

Yes... I am getting married....

When my mom first told me about the proposal, it was an awakening for me that I am old enough to get married and gonna take much more responsibilities… Nope.. It was not tension or stress like what we read in books… The things which made me more concerned is that, I may loss my freedom (which in turn I got only a couple of years ago). Advises started pouring in and all have one message… go for it… There will be thousands to say the positive aspects of a deal… but in this I may be the only one thinking about its negatives… more over my freedom and my thoughts were only my matter of concerns.

The “plus” point I have is that.. I know her from childhood… But my friends, don’t misunderstand with the usual “childhood playmates concept”. In fact I saw her only four or five times before and know nothing other than just her name. Yeh.. we never talked before. Sounds odd??? Yeh.. and that was the reason I said yes to this. Officially declared about the proposal to all and its on its way.

But I needed time to transform… And to enjoy my limited bachelorhood to its maximum. I had lots of concerns about how my life would be after marriage. Was it gonna affect my life to a great extend??? Any way I remember the words of my cousin during our chit chat when he was into his “husband-ship” for almost a month or two. He said “Nothing much changed in my life… Before it was like I use to come back from work cook myself and do everything myself.. Now I just have to go to the table, the food will come to me, home will be clean and in order.... those gains are balanced with some loses also…Like spending time in a beauty spa waiting room reading boring magazines and waiting for wifey… and listen to her opinion before doing anything important…. Other than that life is usual.. Going on and on and on”. May be he got a wife who is quiet understanding, or is that he is a peace lover, whatever they are still together and most importantly both are still alive. That was a great support.

Next concern came from my family. Communication. As you know for any relation to cherish, communication is very much needed. And in my case I didn’t know anything about her other than her name. So it was a big concern for our families that we are not talking much. I like people who talk open. May be because am very bad in seeing people’s mind, I relay on their words very much. Because of some reasons communications between us was not going well when we talk directly. I always had this problem “kind of starting trouble” when talking. And I believe even she had same problem. Solution came instantly. We may feel difficulty to say hello to a stranger directly… But will u ever hesitate to ping a stranger in Facebook or Chat?... Yes that’s it… So.. We started Chatting… Through facebook, sms etc etc… and we became familiar and more comfortable with each other. What an idea sirjee!!!

So then engagement was done, and date of wedding is fixed and have very few days left for it. And I am very proud of my friends for their support. Rinosh call me almost every night to remind me things to be done. Nizar is busy designing e-card for me for wedding invitations. Alwin keeps on scolding me for not making decisions fast enough, Josh advising me with skin care tips. Jomon trying to design coverage and giving instructions to photographers. At home, renovations are going on, Invitations being sent. Dad is busy arranging for reception. Mom is doing last round check up of all… Everything moving fast.

My home is getting ready to receive new member and me too, with a hope that she will bring more light to our world.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

My journey... to the promised land...

Abu Dhabi..... one of the richest cities in the world and capital of United Arab Emirates... From the time Coding, the new language of Medical Revenuecycle, is introduced here, this city became dream land of coders from India, atleast it was for us. I like to stress on the word "was" on the previous line. Two interviews whose results are still unaware for me was enough for me to deviate my interest from this desert city. I focused on my further studies and tried to give wings to a new dream called MBA.
On a lazy evening, when a phone call made me aware that job of a hospital coder was offered for me, i thought its not gonna work.... But it did... Four weeks after that when i logged in my gmail, Visa was waiting for me.... Two days after i tickets also followed....
At last the day came....
June 6th 2010...
Walking in to Cochin International Airport with my relative (who is coincidently on the same flight), when look back, i found a group of my friends along with my family waving at me....
Cant say it was fear, sadness, happiness or excitement ruled my heart that time...
Happiness because of the fact that am gonna be in a job which i wished for long... Excited because it was my first international travel. Sad as i will be away from my friends and family. Afraid because i am gonna fly in Air India Express.
After all security check and boarding procedures in airport, which i found easy, as i just have to follow my relative who is experienced (it was his second flight to AUH).
After 4 hours long sleep on board Air India Express, i was made aware by the voice of captain that we are going to land in Abu Dhabi International Airport.
Once inside AUH, i felt like i am in some alien planet. People who dressed in white long cloths speaking in some alien language giving instructions. It was hard for me to differentiate they are shouting or joking or simply talking ( well... i still have that trouble). I walked behind my relative pushing a trolley, containing a suitcase in which my life is packed in... From the crowd i found a person holding a board in which my name is written. I was introduced to two girls who are going to join my employer the next day along with me.
Strapped my self in the front seat of speeding Toyota Camry, driven by an unknown person, who speaks an unknown language, i tried to recall the events of the day.
Yes... It happened at last... I am in Abu Dhabi...

Friday, March 27, 2009

Vote for Earth

Its the time to do some thing... at least think some thing... to save our earth.... Spread the message about global warming.... Prevent it and save earth... Join Hands... to vote for Earth... Switch off your lights for an hour on 28th March 2009 between 8:30pm and 9:30 pm... Your light switch is your vote... So for whom you will vote??? For Earth or for Global Warming....??? THE EARTH HOUR, SATURDAY, 28TH MARCH 2009, 8:30 PM TO 9:30 PM IN INDIA.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

My Valentine...

I wish u could be with me... I wish u will care me... I wish u r always mine.. I wish all around me are with me... To see i am winning ur love... To see u wiping my tears..... To see u making me smile... To see us together for ever... But this valentine... You are not any more with me... You want my love no more... You are with me just because... You know very well that you loved me once... I was obsessed with love for you... I was obsessed with your presence... I was obsessed with my friends... I was obsessed with my feelings... But i never thought what u want.. But i never thought what u want from me... But i never thought what my friends want from me.. But i never came to know, the only feeling left out for me is just..... Sympathy... But i wish to tell u... Or just i Wanted to tell u... Just because... Its Valentine's Day... From very Bottom of my heart.... That... I love you..... And for me.... You were Perfect... Please.. Be My Valentine....

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Happy New Year..... 2009

"Guys..... You have off for tomorrow..... So Go and celebrate.... Happy New Year........" My trainer announced... and followed was cheers from my team mates..... All are happy... Even me too... I just need a reason for celebrate... more over Its New Year... So a big reason..... But when i was swiping my access card on the way out of production lab, i was bit worried.... "God.... i dont have any plans for celebration..." For last few days after Christmas, i was getting calls from my friends to know about plans for New Year... But i was telling " Nah.... No plans... I will be working....." But who knows that this guys will announce an off day.... Any way its not their fault... I was sure all my friends who are free for new year will have plans fixed. It was true... just mins after my Cab left Technopark campus, i got call from my friends from Cochin... that they reached Pala, to meet our another friend to celebrate new year together..... they already started celebration... Once i am back in my place, i dialed my best friends number, even though i know being in hospitality industry he will be working..... Yes he answered and told he is working.... and promised me he will meet me on 1st jan evening... A bunch of phone calls after that... and i realised.. I am going to spend this New Year Eve... Alone....... "What the F**K?.... Its New Year Eve dude.., You could have planned some thing..... atleast you could come down here and be with us" My friend suggested.... "nah its too late to come down there to Cochin..... u carry on dude..."and that was my response But the idea stucked on me... " Why cant i Go down there?" or atleast why cant i join with my friends at Pala...? or Do i have to stay back in trivandrum wandering in Beaches???... Its already past 7... So i simply dropped all these plans... New year or Christmas or Onam... what ever it is... Trivandrum City will sleep before 9pm!... How sad..... I am going to sit alone here at New Year eve..... I walked down home after Dinner from my usual restaurant.... I tried to log in to internet.... But no one is online.... "Oh come on.... who is going to sit down with computer and waste time by chatting.... other than u??", i feel my laptop is asking me that question... But what to do? I dont have any option.... "Loose Control..... One more time..... Loose Loose Loose...." I was awoke from my thoughts By the music from Rang de Basanti...... I feel that some one is teasing me.... Nah... Its my phone..... And its my Dad.... Wishing me Happy New Year... Hmmm thanks.... moment i kept down phone... it started to ring again..... Now its my friend.... he also sitting alone.... with no plans.... Ohh... Atleast some one is there like me... hi hi hi... Now we started to chit chat.... i think i have to run down to stock my recharge cards to keep my calls alive for the night... Atlast i am not alone this new year eve..... I have some one to chit chat..... hoooooo And yes... Thanks for cell phones technology... And atlast the time came......... 12:00 am.... Its New Year..... Some where i am hearing crackers sound.... I wondered..... " they are celebrating some thing in Trivandrum ! ..... Its a wonder...." brati I heard a call waiting tone in my phone... i excused my new year companion on phone and attended the call in waiting... " Happy New Year my dear...." I heard an yell from other side with the back ground sounds of new year celebrations... it was just a begining.... i am getting calls now... back to back.... I realised... Even though i am away from my friends.... kilometers away.. they are keeping me with them in their happiness.. and i am enjoying with them... sitting at my home in my bed, with laptop in my lap and phone in my ears... having fun.... Its New Year..... and this night remind me always that.... LoVe AcTuAlLy Is AlL aRoUnD....... HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS..... ENJOY.... [Note: Make sure next year that u have plans for new year, even though ur Boss didnt confirm your holiday for New Year....]

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Medical Writing and a Day with Infusion coding....

As usual... i switched off my alarm at 5:30 itself... but... woke up at 6:15.... God... I am going to miss office bus... its a wonder how i manage to get ready... but sharp 6:35, i found my self dressed up in a black t shirt and favourite blue jeans and pair of sneakers...

Wearing my access card, locking door, running down stairs, and dialing ma friend, to know bus position, happened in less than a min's time... "Dude where are u?..... still not ready??????????" My friend yelled in the phone.. But... God's Grace, moment i am out of the gate, i found my driver stopping bus for me. 

Once in the office as usual, after a coffee from cafe, i am in training room again...

Its new module from today... Infusions and injections.

Moment i opened the chart in ma system, i was getting crazy...

I was about to call my proctor thinking that IT people loaded some kindergarten child's scrapbook in the system instead of a medical record of some unknown patient, treated by some unknown physician, in an unknown hospital in USA. 

"Stopppp.... Think Again..... Have u seen this type of charts before????? "... my mind is calling me.... oh yes..... these are our "nurses notes"... it took me back to my college days again.... 

I was feeling like the same old day; first day in my clinics, when i blinked looking at the bundle of papers in a blue file, which is so called "case sheets" of unlucky fellows lying on the beds just a glass wall away, to find out vital sign's column, when the staff nurse asked me to record it...

"Why cant these people write it in good way...? this is hell... cant read out a single line from this..."

i heard my co- worker  losing his temper...

They are paramedics, most of them deals with lab only.... All of them can read one line in every  chart " blood samples and urine send for examination"

I peeped to see what my Dr Co-worker is doing...... I found him lost in those scribblings in the so called "case file" trying hard to find out that "o" like structure is "a"; if so why cant they put a tag over that?, or is that "u", then why cant they open up the top portion completely?, or is that "o " itself?, then why cant they close it properly so that it wont look like "u or a". I think being a homeopathic physician he never took a look into an allopathic nurse's report.

Doubt for my biotech friend was that "d/cd" is "disconnected" or "discontinued" or simply "discharged"..... Question pointed to me..... Gosh.... She is expecting me to answer..... "Infact..... " i cleared my throat thinking what to tell, " well... it could be anything of these... depending on scenarios".... cheers to my trainer... those were her golden words, which i borrowed to tackle that situation..

Our trainer is lucky enough..... she is not in the scene yet.... other wise she will be forced to run around in the training room to unlock mysteries of "o" and "u", "d/cd" and "POs", "IVP" and "IVPB"...

Those reports were in fact horrible..... Only two of our team had exposed to handwritten "case sheets" as we both were nurses. And we, as nurses are supposed to read it fast and act up on that in clinics... But... here, we are just coders... " we think like a coder, we act like a coder"... I can understand how stressed those nurses when they wrote those cases in between heavy schedules, as i was a nurse once. But still guys.... " Document it properly.... so that we can help u in reimbursement...

What ever work or care they provided to patient, i could see how they  are losing money, as documentation lacks sufficient data for code to be assigned.

More than 6 charts were lacking enough data and proved no codes could be assigned... How pitty...

With much struggle, when i clicked submit all... i was relaxed.. at least i finished it...

But i saw down and stressed faces all around and my nurse colleague running around trying to help them by reading those charts.

i saw my trainer supporting her head in her hand, seeing the scores...

All have just once comment...." Document not clear....!" But guys... we are in coding and we have to learn it.... any way... it was time to wind up show for the day.... Discussion is scheduled for next day...

Back in bus heading home.... i found one of my colleague on my right side sleeping and other one in left side with a stressed face... " Whats matter dear?..." i asked....

"If this is what we need to handle, then i don't think i can make it up....." she replied...

Oh come on.... we are now out of office... even out of Technopark campus.... Relax dear.. u r still with the codes.....?

what ever its is... where ever we go....

All we have to think is about codes...

All we talk are about codes...

All we have to do is just... Code... Code.... and Code...

God help Us....

Mallu Jokes....

1) What is the tax on a Mallu's income called?

* IngumDax *

2) Where did the Malayali study?

*In the ko-liage.*

3) Why did the Malayali not go to ko-liage today?

* He is very bissi. *

4) Why did the Malayali buy an air-ticket? *To go to Thuubai, zimbly to meet his ungle in

Gelff.*

5) Why do Malayalis go to the Gelff?

*To yearn meney. *

6) What did the Malayali do when the plane caught Fire?

* He zimbly jembd out of the vindow. *

7) How does a Malayali spell moon?

*MOON - Yem Who yet another Who and Yen*

8) What is Malayali management graduate called?

* Yem Bee Yae.

* 9) What does a Malayali do when he goes to America ? *He changes his name from Karunakaran to Kevin

Curren.*

10) What does a Malayali use to commute to office Everyday?

* An Oto

* 11) Where does he pray?

*In a Temble, Charch and a Maask*

12) Who is Bruce Lee's best friend ? * A Malaya-Lee of coarse.

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13) Name the only part of the werld, where Malayalis don't werk hard?

* Kerala.

*14) Why is industrial productivity so low in Kerala? * Because 86% of the shift time is spent on lifting, folding and

re-tying the lungi

* 15) Why did Saddam Hussain attackKuwait? * He had a Mallu baby-sitter, who always used to say

'KEEP QUWAIT' 'KEEP QUWAIT'*

16) What is the Latest Malayali Punch Line? * " Frem Tea Shops To Koll Cenders , We Are

Yevery Where " *

17) Why aren't Mals included in hockey and football Teams ? * Coz Whenever they get a corner , they set up a tea

shop.

* 18) Now pass it on to 5 Mals to get a free sample of

* Kokanet oil.

*19) Pass it on 10 Mals to get a free pack of *Benana* * Chibbs.

*

20) Pass it on to 15 Mals to get a set of *BROGUN*

* Bones....*

21) what do u call a very creepy mallu---

CATTER PILLAI

22) what do u call a sexy mallu

DEBO NAIR

23) what do u call a intelligent mallu

PHENO MENON

24) what do u call a very young mallu

MONE