The dying process

Sometimes it's harder to deal with a dying patient than it is to deal with one who needs to be treated aggressively. Of course, the latter will require you to be on your toes and the whole process is just extremely intensive. Hence a lot of times, it seems easier to be dealing with the dying one - just write down BSC( Best supportive care) and adjust morphine and walk off - or at least that's what it looks like on the surface.

But after working for 2 months in the department, I've come to realise that treating a dying patient is not just about morphine alone. It's about looking at him as an individual, it's abt looking at the family's needs, expectations and so on.
The hardest questions to handle are ' you are not putting on the drip for him because he is dying right? you are making him dehydrated and it's like murdering him' How do you answer a relative who poses this qn? Even though you try to give a mini 'S.O.' lecture on how what actually matters is the feeling of hunger and thirst and that the drip is not gg to make much of a difference, or rather do him more harm than good, - not everyone can understand that. At the end of the day it boils down to the family's expectations and understanding of the patient's condition, which on the other hand also implies how much of effort we have put in as doctors to educate the families. It's certainly not the eaiset thing to do - not something you can spend 2 minutes in front of the family n walk off but it is extremely important.

A lot of people think that the hardest part of the job is dealing with the actual death of a person. I disagree. The harder part is dealing with the dying process and dealing with the people involved in the process. That's what is challenging. And that is also the satisfying bit - when you know that you have attempted to alleviate as much suffering as possible for this person in his last days and that he has left this world in peace - it is extremely satisfying - it makes you as the physician feel at peace as well. Especially when the family comes to thank you for making their loved one leave confortably - It is absolutely worth that extra time spent for that patient.

Un perai sollum pothe

I've not heard such a beautiful song in a long time.....Came across the song by chance..... Didnt realise i was tearing up on the bus as I listened to it.....

Oonam enbathu udalil illai manathil thaan.....

Time is Precious

Time is absolutely precious......

Have been feeling really tired lately..... Havent had proper rest for some time. It was probably a cumulative effect of exam prep followed by deepavali prep and of course the most important factor: Work. It all took effect after my last call on tuesday which was pretty busy and the day after which was busier. Didnt get to go post call (as usual). The next few days passed by in a daze. I was feeling more 'post callish' than my friend who had a call that was probably twice, if not more, as worse as mine. Felt a bit sick on friday as well..... Was dreading the weekend which I was initially looking forward to as I found out that i had to do a call on sunday. Was feeling absolutely sian.....

Saturday rounds were not bad. Managed to finish work by 12.30 and left hospital early.
My friend and i were arguing about who should come in on sunday. I was telling her that since I was on call it makes sense for me to come in for the rounds. N besides she worked the whole of the last weekend as well. She was telling me to come in just for the call and to take the morning off as I was already starting to feel a bit sick and we have a HOless week ahead to endure...... The argument went on till like 9pm on Sat night. She won in the end.....

Went to bed at 10.30pm on sat and woke up only at 9.15am on Sunday morning..... My boy! I so hadnt done that in a long time! Woke up feeling refreshed in a long time though I was still having residual myalgia. It was amazing that my phone didnt ring all the while (only later did i figure out that there was a prob with my sim card - haha) Had my coffee and breakfast. Then finally sat down to submit my call claims for the past two months..... i was feeling absolutely grateful to my friend..... It was just so luxurious to have at least the morning off to rest and recooperate. I guess I overestimated my limits.....

Well, not to mention that my phone rang at like 1045am for a new admission who was for an early ward assessment so had to come in earlier that I had planned to initially.....

But whatever it is, so glad for that few hours of extra sleep and the few hours at home..... Finding time for myself has become just so difficult and Im very appreciative of the few hours that I got earlier today.

I just had to write about this, even if it was in the middle of call.

On with the call now.....

2 years and moving on

2 years on.....

The verdict

And so, the verdict is out.

Some things are just not meant to be I guess.....

I have no complaints about what I got in the end cos that's something that I always wanted to do as well and of course, not to mention that I have good company :)

My only qn, which I guess I'll never get an answer to, is What is it exactly that I lack, that got my application rejected 3 times in a row? I just hope that the reason is something else but a lack of experience cos in the first place, there wasnt a chance given to obtain that experience!

I was prepared for this anyway..... Except that my hopes were a little higher this time round in view of the assurance I got.

I guess some things are just not meant to be. It may not be a bad thing after all. I'll just have to think that I was probably not cut out for it (Itz not being sour grapes in any way) In fact what Im doing now wasnt exactly my top choice but I have absolutely no regrets from the bottom of my heart. It was an extremely good experience and im sure the upcoming months will be too.

Itz now time to shed an old dream and move on.....

It hurts to be misunderstood by your loved ones......

I had lunch at 1pm today!
Left at 6.30pm and was aiming to get home while the sun was still up but got caught in the jam......

Little luxuries.....

I really should get a life! Sighz.....

A smile

Something something

Didnt realise there was such a nice song in this movie :)
SPB's is the best!

Changes

I dont like changes
I dont like new environments

I miss my team
I miss my patients

I dont like changeovers.....

As much as I complain about how busy work gets at times, I guess it is therapeutic in a certain sense as well. It helps to keep my mind off the other things going on. Sometimes, I'd rather think about how to handle a demanding Mr XX's grandson's uncle and a Mdm XY's problems cropping up one after another than to think about my own!

Life

Life is so unpredictable. We are all so caught up with our daily frustrations, grudges and griveances that we often dont pause to give life itself a thought. One often doesnt realise how soon life can slip away without a notice. A person I was talking to 5 minutes earlier can collapse on me and the next thing I know is that she is brain dead. Someone who is planned for home after a three week long hospital stay just collapses and goes the day before discharge. It just makes you realise how fragile life can be. Haiz.....

Words of wisdom

After a certain age there is a tendency to not acknowledge your birthdays with the same enthusiasm that was there in the younger days. As the years tick away, birthdays often become a reminder of where we stand and the road ahead. It often becomes an oppertunity to reflect on the journey thus far and the uncertainties that lie ahead.

Nevertheless, nothing beats having that one day to yourself and getting all the attention ;) N not to mention the presents..... Hehe.....

At the end of the day,I suppose, it's about living everyday to its fullest. Tomorrow will come with its blessings and its own set of problems but that's to be faced tomorrow. After all no one knows when today will end.....

Words of wisdom from a quarter-century old being :D

Traumatised.....

Maybe I just dont deserve to be a doc......

Changeover blues

Feeling very apprehensive..... about changeover...... As much as i wanted it to happen, now im not sure if im up to it after all. Going back to medicine, the tougher side of things, leaving behind the wonderful colleagues, leaving behind the early days..... Sighz.....

I suddenly feel very inadequate. I dont know if I can do this.

I so dont feel ready for the changeover......

Slavery wasnt that bad after all I guess.....

1st MO call

It was the best call I've ever had..... in the past one year. I was supposed to run clinics with a senior MO and then of course go up to do post op reviews and help the HOs out if they hve any problems. It started off busy cos I was seeing patients continuously from 2.30pm plus till past 4.30 - almost till five forty five and I had not even changed. And then my senior MO came to relieve me and I went to bathe n change, after which we went for dinner.

We came back to the clinic and were seeing patients till about 10.30pm plus with me running up n down for a while to do reviews. Then, we decided to split the call. My MO told me to sleep from 10 to 3 while she covers and told me to take over from 3 to 8 which was a good deal. So I went to settle a few more changes n slept at 11pm. I woke up at 2 to relieve my MO cos I thought I would have to interrupt her more often at night so might as well let her sleep longer. So i went down to the clinic at 2 and was sitting there till 3.30am (saw only one patient in the meantime). I was then told by my nurses to go and sleep instead of sitting there and wastime time surfing FB. Haha..... So i went to sleep again. N the next time I was woken up was at 6! It was totally uninterrupted! ALthough I had a few mini nightmares of them calling n me not answering my phone. ;)

So in the end, I went to see 4 patients at 6 am after which I started rounds. And thanks to my dear friend's help I finished by 8. I could have technically left then except that i had to help to round another ward. Hence, finished rounds, had breakfast n LEFT! NO POST CALL CHANGES! WOO HOO!
Haha, maybe this is just a prelude to all the horrible medicine calls to come! So I better savour every single moment of this! :D

MO posting - Day 1

So yesterday night I go to sleep as a HO and today morning when I wake up I'm an MO! Thatz really how it happens.....

From waiting for my MO to give instructions at ward rounds yesterday, I had to make the decisions today. It felt really odd. N scary..... N when my senior MO started quizzing me about theoretical stuff.....whoosh! I realised how much of mundane work ive been doing the past few months n how much my brain has been rotting..... Sighz!

N subsequently I had to run clinics..... Just thrown into a room n left to see patients on my own. Luckily, I was tagged to a senior MO for the earlier part of the day. But clinics are pretty interesting I must say..... Say quite a few interesting stuff.....

N we went for our 'post dates' dinner after work. Was pretty fun!
N Now Im super shack. Better knock off soon! Must be awake for clinics cm !

Last HO call

I din really wanna write about this call cos I thought it wouldnt be my last HO call afterall due to the extention of HO posting (thanks to swine flu). But indeed it did turn out to be my last HO call cos we are MOs from 5/5/09 as planned. Only difference is we stay put where ever we r now currently.

So Last call - in retrospect
For some reason I was super tired postcall even though the call wasnt really that bad on the whole. The 3 difficult back to back repairs were about the worst part of the call but I still felt as if I just finished a medicine call. Speaking about medicine calls, boy, it truely amazes me how I survived through those days. Even the worst call here, comes only close to a reasonable call in medicine. Those were the days!

So finally done with one year of calls! Really sounds like a lot eh? Haha

Chicken A la Carte - Food for thought

Chicken A la Carte is a 6 minutes short film. It was sent in for the Berlin International Film festival where filmmakers were invited to send in their short films on the theme food taste and hunger. And this film topped the competition. And I can totally understand why.
In the six minutes, the director captures the reality of starvation and the millions of people who go hungry without food. Itz an absolutely moving film. I was almost close to tears. Also felt a pang of guilt when I realised how much of food I waste.....
The kids smiling and enjoying the left over scraps of food, and most importantly thanking God for that little bit that they have..... My boy, hats off to the director.....

I was reading Deejay Rafi's blog when i came across his entry on this short film.

POD 1

I woke up today morning expecting to look like a chipmunk..... Haha, but fortunately didnt. My right cheek was slightly swollen but other than that I felt perfectly fine. Progressed from full feeds to soft diet today. Tolerated well. (Hehe..... I sound like Im typing out a discharge summary )I probably overdid the diet bit. Maybe that's why my right sided cheek swelling is getting progressively worse (though im nowhere near a pumpkin yet - i dunno watz this obscession with the pumpkin though!) Not much of pain till now which I am extremely thankful for.....Itz just that I cant really smile very much. I probably look like a sidumoonji now! Anywayz, hoping to get back to work by tuesday!

My experience..... As a patient

I was due for my long overdue wisdom tooth surgery today.
It was kinda exciting..... Hehe

My surgery was scheduled at 11 plus. I was told to be nil by mouth from 12 midnight. I woke up in the morning feeling pretty hungry and as time went by, my stomach started grumbling. Was trying to distract myself with other thingsin an attempt to maks my hunger. I couldnt help thinking about the many times when I had to tell my patients that there was a no fixed theatre slot as their op was supposed to be an emergency op and hence they had to continue fasting.....The times when I grumbled to myself silently about angry relatives who kept on complaining that the patients had to wait longer than they were told to for the op.....Itz payback time..... Haha.....


I made my way to the Day Surgery centre with my mom. She was probably more worried than I was. My main concern was whether I was gonna look like a pumpkin or worse than that after the op ;)

I was asked to go and change into OT clothes pretty soon. Like almost around 10.30-10.45 even thought I came to know that my slot was only at 12.30. Anyway, itz not like i would be doing anything else right? So I went to change. The scrubs were surprisingly pretty alright. The inner green one which I could wear into the theatre was kinda odd but they gave a blue overall to wear. N subsequently I was waiting to go in. The lady who was scheduled to go in before me was crying. She was sniffing and I couldnt help noticing how red her nose was. She walked into theatre looking pretty nervous

I was just feeling really sleepy the whole time. No palpitations or adrenaline rush or anything like that. A while later, the anesthetist came to talk to me. Explained about the risks of GA ( general anesthesia) and got me to sign the consent. After that a nurse came to set a plug on me. I was kinda surprised cos I thought the anesthetist would be setting the plug.

Staff nurse: "Have you had any prior experience (getting poked)?"
Me: " I only poke people. I have never been poked before!

Haha! Payback time.....

She whipped out a blue intravenous cannula (blue plugs are the smallest ones) - the new one without the wings - aka the kind that I dont like to use cos itz so difficult to stabalise them. Anyway, I was kinda surprised that she was only setting a blue one. I was thinking, how are they gonna resus me with a blue plug if I collapse or something! hehe

She tied the torniquet n commented about my good veins. I smiled weakly. I was telling myself it should be fine. Itz only a blue plug after all.
She then poked in - was like an ant bite. But as she pushed in the plastic cannula and retracted the needle..... wow, thatz when I felt the pain. Though momemtary, it was quite a bit painful. I was so glad it wasnt anything bigger than a blue plug! N once again I thought about the green plugs that I pushed in so easily into my ladies in labour. You will never know how it is till u experience it yourself.

And then, my surgeon came to explain the risks once again and got me to sign the consent. Shortly after that, I was brought into theatre. Took off my blue overall and lied down on the OT bed, directly below the lights. Around me all the hurry burry activites - the ever so familiar ones going on. Nurses scrubbing up, connecting me to the monitors, preparing the instruments and in the midst of all these, chatting with the anesthetist about how she got the scratch on her arm. I smiled at the familiar surrounding. The only differerence was that I was there not as an assistant but as a patient.

Now the worst part. This was the worst part of the whole experience so far. The anesthetist connected me to the drip. And then she told me that I'll be going to sleep soon. The other anesthetist had the oxygen mask ready and he put it over my face and asked me to take deep breaths. AND THEN,the anesthetist injected the propofol. My boy, it was so damn painful!!! I was squirming in pain. IT was not just painful but I could feel like this burning sensation running up my veins. It was really pretty unbearable!

The next thing I remember was that I woke up feeling a bit distressed. Could feel that my cheeks were bloated. N I was so distressed cos when I opened my eyes, my stomach was so painful! IT was this terrible gastritis sorta pain. I was like wincing and trying to make some noise but I couldnt. I heard a nurse saying that the op was over n I didnt really believe her for some reason. She repeated it again. But all I could think about was the terrible gastritis. I wanted some medication. I signalled to the nurse to give me some paper and pen to write. But she told me that I could talk. I tried but I think they gave some local anesthetic as well so it was really numb n I couldnt. Finally after flinging my hands all over in an attempt to communicate, she gave me a piece of paper n I wrote there 'IV omeprazole' (a medication for gastritis). It was really quite painful.

She propped me up and said itz probably because I was NBM ( nil by mouth) and that it will get better when i start burping. She gave me some apple juice to drink. She put a straw into the cup and told me to suck and I did but nothing went inside my mouth! I must have looked like a small kiddo who is just learning to use a straw. After a few attempts, I managed to get some apple juice in. And I burped. The gastric pain went off almost instantanoeusly! Haha, was kinda amazing!

I was just resting there. Just slept throughout. The pharmacist came by to give me the meds. Around evening, I went to change up and I was given a cup of ice milo while waiting for my mom to come and pick me up. The nursing staff were really nice. Oh ya, n I secretly took a picture of myself in the toilet to see how I looked after the op! ;) ( I took one yesterday to compare -before, after effect) Mom told me I was nuts! Hehe....

i was quite surprised about the GA. I thought like deep down I will feel something even after I was put under but nope not at all..... I was just completely knocked off. It was an experience!

N now Im back home. I dont quite look like a pumpkin as yet but we'll see.....
Please await the next review on POD 1 (post op day one) *winks*

Dinner at Marche

I always thought Marche was a super expensive place n never really went there. But yesterday, I met up with my friend and we were looking for a vege place at Vivo since she's veg. N she suggested Marche as recommended by her friend.

The concept of the place was really interesting. Itz like a 'wet market' sorta concept where there are many stalls within the restaurant and they have loads of varieties from soups as starters to main course to desert. The food was really good! Especially the desert! Amazing..... We had like 4 dishes, mushroom creamy soup, Foccacia, vegetarian pizza and Apple crumble. The portions were big also. More importantly the ambiance of the place was really nice! I had yet another surprise when I seetled the bill. It only came up to like $22 for the both of us..... It would have been a lot more expensive in any other place!





Thanks Aish for recommending the place :)
I'm definitely going back there again!

Yeah!

Really happy and excited! Have been high since yesterday..... Hehe! Finally something to look forward to!

:(

This is so unexpected.....
Still shocked.....

Maybe it's just meant to be.....

I'm confused

Is it me or is it everything thatz happening around me?

என்றென்றும் நினைவில்

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Dear Friend,

I dont know where to begin
I dont know why I'm writing this
I dont know why today - But my friend
All I know is that the drop of tear
That rolls down the corner of your eye
As u read this belongs solely to me.....

I'm loaded with memories
The smile
Or more than that, the way you make me smile
The messages
Which I never replied to, but never had the heart to delete too
The spirit
That cheered me on whenever I was down

Today here we are seperated by more than just physical distance
Physical distance can be overcome but not what has come in between
I stand guilty for having let this distance grow
But one day I hope you will understand that
I sacrificed you for someone who sacrificed everything for me
I am not justifying my actions
I am simply sharing with you
Something that I've not done in a long time

Whereever life may lead us to
Whichever corner of the world I may be in
I want you to know that
You'll always be in my thoughts
You'll always have the special place that you've always had

Dear friend, I am not going to reveal your identity
I dont even know if you will chance upon this entry
But when you do, you will know that this was meant for you

Remember friend, nothing has changed though everything has changed
..... And Nothing will change!

Me and my horrible luck!

I cant believe how absolutely screwed up my luck in this place is! Not only did I not get any slack posting or get anything less than 6 calls/ month, I cant even seem to find time to slot in my surgery! Itz so frustrating..... I hate to be stepping on people's toes..... Ttz why was hoping for the april schedule to be more decent. In no way it is man! Sigh......

Cute :)

அண்மையில் ரசித்த பாடல்

மழை நின்ற பின்பும் ---> படம்: ராமன் தேடிய சீதை

மழை நின்ற பின்பும் தூறல் போல உனை மறந்த பின்பும் காதல்
அலை கடந்த பின்பும் ஈரம் போல உனை பிரிந்த பின்பும் காதல்
எனக்கும் காதல் பிறந்திருக்கே அதற்குன் பெயர் வைக்கட்டுமா
எனக்குள் இதயம் தனித்திருக்கே அதை உன்னுடன் சேர்க்கட்டுமா

நீர் துளிகள் நிலம் விழுந்தால் பூக்கள் மெல்ல தலையசைக்கும்
என் மனதில் நீ நுழைந்தால் மௌனம் கூட இசை அமைக்கும்
பூங்குயில்கள் மறைந்திருந்தால் கூவும் ஓசை மறைவதில்லை
தாமரையாய் நானிருந்தும் தாகம் இன்னும் அடங்கவில்லை
பாதம் விரைந்து நடக்கும், இந்த பயணத்தில் ஏன் இந்த நடுக்கம்
வானம் இருக்கும் வரைக்கும் இந்த வானவில் உன்னுடன் இருக்கும்
மழைத்துளி பனித்துளி கலந்த பின்னே அது மறுபடி இரண்டென பிரிந்திடுமா?

கண் இமைகள் கைத்தட்டியே உன்னை மெல்ல அழைக்கிறதே
உன் செவியில் விழவில்லையே உள்ளம் கொஞம் வலிக்கிறதே
உன் அருகே நான் இருந்தும் உண்மை சொல்ல துணிவு இல்லை
கைகளிலே விரல் இருந்தும் கைகள் கோர்க்க முடியவில்லை
உன்னை எனக்குப் பிடிக்கும், அதை சொல்வதில்தானே தயக்கம்
நீயே சொல்லும் வரைக்கும் என் காதலும் காத்துக் கிடக்கும்
தினம் தினம் கனவினில் வந்துவிடு
நம் திருமண அழைப்பிதழ் தந்து விடு

அழகான பாடல், அருமையான வரிகள், மென்மையான இசை.....
பாடலை upload செய்ய தான் முடியவில்லை!

Frustrations!

What gives people the right to decide about someone else's life? Especially when it is an absolutely unreasonable and irrational decision by any means! Itz simply beyond me when I think about how people can even think about doing this to an innocent life! And when help is just at the doorstep..... Not seeing is one thing but even refusing to see it ??? Anyway, who the hell am I to try and change the world?

On call blues!

Hate to be on call when I'm sick..... Feeling so miserable! Sigh..... How to survive till tmr?

The little achievements in life ;)

Finally managed to find time to do one of the many things that I've always wanted to do...... Learn swimming! Signed up for classes with my friend and we made it to the first lesson today! Yeah! Hope to continue on without much disruptions..... :)

Another one of those lamenting sessions.....

There comes a point in life whereby people start telling you about how you should start planning your career, finances, marriage, future....... i.e. your life. I've been getting doses of that more often than not. But I just dont feel like doing anything about them. I look around me and most of my friends and colleagues are settled in at least one of the aspects. And the realisation that I am unsettled in anything is actually pretty scary. Even my job, well, housemanship is coming to an end. So what else now? So where will I be heading if I dont get the MO posting of my choice? N that is just one of the many concerns.....

But at the same time, I dont seem to be doing much about it. It's just this perpetual lethargy, lack of motivation...... N to be true to myself, time is not so much of an issue as it was before..... But there is just something missing..... Just cant figure out what it is...... Sigh!

சிங்கப்பூரில் தைப்பூசம்

தைப்பூசத் திருவிழா இன்று சிறப்பாக நடந்தேறியது.

ஞாயிற்று கிழமையானதால் கூட்டம் பயங்கரமாக இருக்கும் என நினைத்து கோயிலுக்கு போக சற்று தயங்கிய எனக்கு (எனக்கு தான் கூட்டம் என்றாலே allergy ஆச்சே) சற்று வியப்பாக தான் இருந்தது. கூட்டம் இருக்க தான் செய்தது - ஆனால் அதே நேரத்தில் ஏற்பாடுகளும் சிறப்பாக இருந்தன. Crowd control சிறப்பான முறையில் நடந்தேறியது. இந்த முறை பெருமாள் கோயிலிலிருந்து நான் நடந்து வராவிட்டாலும், நடந்து வந்தவர்கள் ஆலயத்திற்கு வெளியில் அதிக நேரம் காத்திருக்கவில்லை. அதற்காக கடவுள் சன்னிதானத்திற்கு முன்பும் அவ்வளவாக மக்களை அவசரப் படுத்தவில்லை.

இந்த வருட தைப்பூச கொண்டாடத்தில் என்னைக் கவர்ந்த ஒரு அம்சம்: சுற்றுபுறத் தூய்மை. இதற்கு இந்த வருடம் அதிக முக்கியத்துவம் கொடுக்கப் பட்டிருந்தது. முக்கியமாக ஆலய வளாகம் தண்ணீர், பால் எல்லாம் சிந்தி தொரு தொரு வென இருக்காமல் சுத்தமாக, dryஆக இருந்தது. தண்ணீர் பந்தல் போடப்பட்டிருந்த இடங்களும் ஈரமாக இல்லாமல் அடிக்கடி சுத்தம் செய்யப்பட்டுக்கொண்டிருந்தன. இதற்கு ஆலய ஏற்பாட்டுக் குழு மட்டும்மல்ல, விழாவிற்கு வந்திருந்த மக்களும் முக்கிய காரணம்.

இது போன்ற விழாக்களில் உறவினர்கள், நண்பர்கள் போன்றவர்களையும் சந்திக்க முடிகிறது. அதுவும், சிங்கையில் தைப்பூசம் என்பது ஒரு கோயிலில் காணிக்கை செலுத்தும் விழாவாக இருப்பதால், அனைவரையும் ஒரு கூரையின் கீழ் சந்திக்க நேருகிறது. பல நாட்கள் தொடர்பு விட்டு போனவர்களை கூட இது போன்ற விசேஷங்களில் பார்க்க முடிகிறது.

தைப்பூச திருவிழா இந்தியர்களுக்கு மட்டும் அல்லாது நம் நாட்டில் வசிக்கும் பல இனத்தவரும் கலந்து கொள்ளும் கொண்டாட்டமாக அமைகிறது. இந்த ஆண்டு சற்று அதிகமான சீனர்கள் காவடி எடுப்பதை பார்க்க முடிந்தது.

ஆக மொத்ததில், மற்ற வருடங்களைப் போல், எப்போது வீட்டுக்கு போவோம் என்றில்லாமல், இன்னும் சிறிது நேரம் இருந்து பார்த்துவிட்டு போகலாமே என்ற உணர்வு ஏற்பட்டது.

My first baby

I delivered my first baby! He was sooo cute n chubby! Abt 3.75kg.....