The goal in life for everyone is to be happy. What is happiness? To us, medical people- happiness is absence of pain. And, I am sure, the patients suffering pain will agree; and so will others with the broadened definition of pain.
My day essentially deals with patients with all kinds of pain and discomfort; individuals who are dependent, disabled, depressed and defeated. That is where, my role begins. As a physiotherapist, motivation and action are our principles. We need to be gentle yet strong, soothe yet be stern and be patient yet active with our patients. It is a challenge which I love and have been taking it head on for the last 25 years — with a sense of satisfaction and success.
Traditionally, physiotherapy has been an unsung, unfashionable branch which consumes lot of physical and mental stamina– but at the end of the task–it reaps immense rewards. It can be miraculous at times. It converts fear and anxiety into boldness and confidence. And most importantly puts the people back to their work and profession.
It has always been a task. Physiotherapy. Disused, misused, abused. Starting as a professional when physiotherapists were as rare as SRK’s action movies to today’s times when colleagues are as common as SRK’s romantic arms– it has been a fantastic experience. From the times of “Ek chutki physiotherapy ki keemat tum kya jaano, Rameshbabu!” to ” Badi se badi bimari me chhoti chhoti physio hoti rehti hai, Senorita!” to ” Don’t underestimate the power of a common physiotherapist!” –our vocation has grown its wings.
The journey is on. All I can say-reiterate SRK– ” Picture abhi baki hai mere dost!”