Our Dreams Shattered - Serious Condition of my Son
This day is a day of distress and rebuke and disgrace – Is 37:3 (NIV)”
Our joy and dreams did not survive even for three months. All our dreams were shattered when I received a phone call at the midnight of 13th September 2000 from St. Vincent Hospital in Portland, Oregon State, USA, asking for my consent to do a major head surgery on my son to save his life. They said that he is in intensive care unit, in serious condition, his brain affected by Miliary TB resulting in Hydrocephalus. They further said that some of his brain faculties are already affected, he is falling into coma and that his left side is paralyzed. If the surgery is not done immediately, he may not survive, the doctor said. I was terribly shocked, not able to believe my own ears. I told the doctor – what are you talking?
S. THAYAPPAN 13 Are you telling about my son Karthik? No, it can never be so for my son. I think you have dialed a wrong number. I was about to hang on him feeling pity for the parents to whom this call was intended. But the doctor on the long distance call hurried up to say “Don’t hang on. Please wait. Are you not Mr. Thayappan?” I told “Yes, I am”. Then he said “I am talking about only your son Karthik, who is working as a Software Engineer in Intel”. It was a thunderbolt on me.