Tamana was born spastic with cerebral palsy and the doctors gave up hope. But, her smile kept Shayama Chona going to make her dream for her daughter a reality.
By Shayama Chona
Life has amazing lessons to teach. What is going to happen next is totally unpredictable. Here I was, a happily married professional with a bubbly three-year-old son, looking forward to a second child. Hoping against hope that it should be a girl, we had decided that we shall call her Winisha—“Win” from Winnie, my husband and “Sha” from Shayama.
All these plans suddenly came to a halt when the doctor informed that it had been a long and harsh delivery as the head of the baby had been pressed. No wonder the baby in my arms was so different from my first child Vikram. I found her arms and legs saggy, her head was thrust sideways, her eyes were strange, though crying for milk but she could not be fed.
As days rolled by, my fear and worry was shared with the family and our concerns had become mammoth by leaps and bounds. Some blamed me for overreacting but my heart kept telling me that something was wrong. I rushed to PGI in Chandigarh where she was born and they referred me to Vellore, where began an arduous journey from doctor to doctor, hospital to hospital, New Delhi to Mumbai, Mumbai to New Delhi.