How did i choose Physiotherapy as Profession.

                       How did I choose physiotherapy as a profession

The start of summer brings with itself the heat and the midst air from the horizons of the Middle-Asia. Being so young and naïve as we kids were at that time, playing at the terrace of our house and welcoming the breeze of early morning at our home. Nothing could have been out of place, as it seemed to be a just fine day. Then suddenly we hear a thudding sound, almost everyone look around for the sound. We get to the foot of the stairs and hear mom and dad running in the direction of grandpa’s room. As we move closer, I flinch at the view before us, evidently seeing grandpa in a descending state. Panic washes over us. As we take into consideration the situation being held up before us. It is unmistakably a stroke that has hit grandpa. Dad rushes over to make important phone calls and an ambulance arrives at our doorstep.

Soon we reach at the hospital. And Grandpa is taken into an emergency ward. The tension starts to form in the corridor, as we all are gathering ourselves to come to a conclusion regarding the circumstances that has been occurred. There are voices now, as if echoing out from a tunnel. Precipitously we hear footsteps coming towards us. I glance at the chivalrous looking gentleman wearing a suite and lab coat above it, the nurse next to him. His presence seems to be soothing.

He then went in to diagnose the case, in order to evaluate the cause of stroke. After a couple of hours they came out with a report of analysis considering the maneuver of treatment and scanning that had been held. And the outcome of the report was a drastic blow for us, Grandpa was paralyzed. The harsh reality hit to us, and it had been so tough to deal with it. We all went static for a moment; the doctor then continued telling us the necessary matters and measures to be taken care of, for further observation and radiology.

       More days passed in regard to the treatment and physiotherapy of grandpa, and with each passing day I observed the processes, procedures and progressions carried out by the doctor that followed the conduct of remedial exercise and therapeutic measures to cure grandpa. I was so captivated in those events, the way courses were trailed and a clear result of healing was perceived. The charm of becoming a physiotherapist then supervised me. The efficient operational effort of the doctor was so inspirational and stimulating in accordance with the magnanimous personality. In that certain instant, the decision was being made, the no matter what comes or what goes, I do have to become a physiotherapist. At last I want to say, see light in the dark, good in bad and if you convinced yourself doing this than you are on road to redemption.

Article By: Dr Mah Rukh Khan

Nasjon Institute of health sciences,Lahore, Pakistan.