विलुप्त चिकित्सक: एक भयंकर घटना.

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“सर हम कोंकण से आये हैं” उस पिता ने कहा, “आप से कुछ सलाह लेनी थी और मेरे बेटे के लिए आर्शीवाद भी लेने थे. डॉक्टरी की पोस्ट ग्रेजुएट परीक्षा में मेरे बेटे ने बहुत अच्छा रैंक पाया है. उसे किसी भी विषय में एम्. डी. या एम्. एस. मिल सकता है. अब आप ही बताइये उसकेअच्छे भविष्य के लिए उसे किस विषय में पोस्ट ग्रेजुएशन चुनना चाहिए”.
मैंने उस जीनियस विद्यार्थी को बधाई दी. मेडिकल में कोई भी परीक्षा अच्छी श्रेणी में पास होना बहुत कठिन उपलब्धि होती है. इसके लिए टैलेंट के साथ साथ कड़ी म्हणत भी जरूरी होती है. लेकिन ऐसी बौद्धिक उपलब्धियों को हमारे देश में कोई नहीं सराहता. हमारा समाज सिर्फ बाहरी सुंदरता, बॉडी बिल्डर्स, ग्लैमर, पैसेवाले लोग भाषणबाजी करने वाले तथा क्रिकेट खेलनेवालों को सर आँखों पर रखता है!
कुछ देर उस विद्यार्थी से बात करने पर मुझे ये यकीन हुआ के वह काफी दयालु, शांत, मेहनती और संवेदनशील था. उसका तर्क-वितर्क तथा विश्लेषण निर्दोष तो था ही, पर उसकी विचार क्षमता भी प्रशंसनीय थी. एक अच्छा चिकित्सक / शल्यचिकित्सक बनने के लिए जरूरी सारे गुण इस डॉक्टर में थे. दुनिया में ऐसे डॉक्टर दिनबदिन कम होते जा रहे हैं. मैंने उसे मेडिसिन विषय में एम्. डी. करने की सलाह दी. © डॉ. राजस देशपांडे

थोडासा कतराते हुए उसने कहा, “सर मैंने हमारे फॅमिली डॉक्टर को एक गुंडे राजनितिक से बुरी तरह पीटते देखा है. जब उन गुंडों ने हमारे डॉक्टर की पिटाई करते हुए उनके बीवी-बच्चों के सामने उन्हें अश्लील गालियां दी, तब उनके बाकी पेशेंट इस घटना का वीडियो ले रहे थे, बजाय के उस डॉक्टर की मदद करें. डॉक्टर साहब अपनी फॅमिली के साथ शहर छोड़ गए , पता नहीं कहाँ. अब मैं पेशेंट्स से संपर्क वाली किसी भी ब्रांच में नहीं जाना चाहता”.

मैंने उसके पिता से अनुरोध किया: “आपके बेटे में एक बढ़िया चिकित्सक होने के लिए आवश्यक सारे बेहतरीन गुण मौजूद हैं. हमारे देश को, सारी दुनिया को ऐसे डॉक्टरों की कड़ी ज़रुरत हैं. ये जरूरी नहीं के वह आपके शहर में या भारत में ही प्रैक्टिस करे. कृपया इसके बारे में सोचिये, अच्छे डॉक्टर आजकल नहीं मिलते. अगली पीढ़ी के बारे में भी सोचिये”.© डॉ. राजस देशपांडे

उस व्यथित पिता ने कुछ देर सोचकर कहा, “पता नहीं सर, क्या करें. जब इसने कहा के ये डॉक्टर बनेगा, तो इसकी माँ और हमने सोचा की ये बहुत लोगों की सेवा करेगा, बहुत लोगों की जान बचाएगा. पर जब हमने अपने हो फॅमिली डॉक्टर को एक बदमाश राजनितिक और उसके साथ वाली भीड़ के हाथों पीटते देखा, तो हम समझ गए की इस देश का डॉक्टर कितना मजबूर और असुरक्षित है. हमारे फॅमिली डॉक्टर को तो लोग भगवान मानते थे, पच्चीस सालों से सारे गांव के लोगों की उन्होंने सेवा की थी, पर जब एक गुंडा और उसके साथी उन्हें पीटने लगे, तो उनका किया सारा अच्छा काम एक मिनट में सारे भूल गए. उनके मार खाते वीडियो वायरल बने, मीडिया ने उन्हें सारे देश के सामने जलील किया. हम नहीं चाहते हमारे बेटे को कभी ऐसे लोगों से उलझना पड़े. अगर इसकी जगह बेटी होती, तो उसे डॉक्टर भी नहीं बनाते, क्योंकि हमारे देश में एक स्त्री डॉक्टर को न ही सिर्फ ऐसे गुंडे सताते हैं, पर उनको दोगनी मेहनत भी करनी पड़ती है. ये हमरा इकलौता बेटा है, हम चाहते है के ये हमारे पास ही भारत में रहे”.

फिर उन्होंने पूछा: “वैसे अगर इसकी जगह आपका बेटा होता तो आप क्या सलाह देते?”

इस सवाल से मेरे दिमाग में एक विस्फोट-सा हुआ.
मेरे माता पिता ने, शिक्षकों ने तो मुझे हरदम अच्छाई, ईमानदारी और सहिष्णुता की राह चलना सिखाया था. अगर मेरे बेटे डॉक्टर बनते, तो वे भी यही सीखते, बहुत अच्छा डॉक्टर बनने की क्षमता उनमे थी. ये भी सोचकर मेरा दिल दहलता है के कुछ ही सालों में अच्छे डॉक्टर करीब करीब विलुप्त होंगे. अगली पीढ़ी को अच्छी वैद्यक-सलाह मिलना नामुमकिन होगा. पर फिर भी, मैं अपने बच्चों को डॉक्टर बनाना नहीं चाहता था. ये अलग बात है के मेरी हालत, जिन कठिनाइयों का सामना मैंने किया उन्हें देखकर मेरे बेटों ने खुद ही अलग राह चुनी, पर मैंने भी कभी उन्हें डॉक्टर बनने के लिए प्रोत्साहित नहीं किया. हर पिता चाहता है उसकी औलाद एक अच्छी और सुरक्षित जिंदगी जिए, मगर भारत में एक डॉक्टर के लिए ये मुमकिन ही नहीं. मैं नहीं चाहता के मेरे बेटे सालों कड़ी मेहनत करके लोगों की जान बचाते हुए भी गुंडे-मावली तथा राजनीतिकों की दहशत में अपनी ज़िन्दगी गुजारें. मैं नहीं चाहता के अनपढ़, गँवार लोगों की बनी कमिटियां उनकी तनख्वाह तय करें. मैं अपने बेटों को मुफ्तखोरों के वोटों के भिखारी राजनीतिकों की जंजीरों में नहीं बांधना चाहता. © डॉ. राजस देशपांडे

जो विचार मैं अपने बेटों के लिए करूँ , वही अगर मैं उनके बेटे के लिए नहीं करूँ तो ये तो पाखंड हुआ! हर अच्छा डॉक्टर अपने हर पेशंट के लिए ऐसे ही तो निर्णय लेता है.

मैंने उसे वही बताया जो मैंने अपने बेटों से हरदम कहा : “जिस काम से तुम्हारे मन को ख़ुशी मिले, ह्रदय में शांति बानी रहे, तुम्हे खुद के लिए और अपनों के साथ गुजरने के लिए वक़्त मिले, जिस काम से अच्छी कमाई तो हो, पर कोई और आपकी कीमत नहीं तय करे ऐसा काम, ऐसे विषय में पोस्ट ग्रेजुएशन चुनें. समाज सेवा के तो बहुत अवसर मिलेंगे, एक अच्छा इंसान होने की मिसाल आप बनें, भले किसी भी विषय में हो”. मैंने उसे दो पोस्टग्रेजुएट विषय भी सूचित किये, जिनमे ये सब संभव था.

ये सच्चाई अब हमें स्वीकार करनी होगी, के अच्छे डॉक्टर अब विलुप्त हो रहे हैं. डॉक्टरों की संख्या बढ़ते हुए भी आजकल पेशंट एम्बुलेंस में सफर करते हुए रास्ते में ही मर जाते हैं, क्योंकि अच्छे दवाखाने भारत के लगभग सभी घरों से दूर हैं. कुछ अनाथ तो सरकारी दवाखाने का भी खर्चा नहीं उठा पाते, जो घर में ही तमाम हो जाते हैं.

उस पिता ने बेटे से मेरे पैर छूने को कहा. जब उसने मेरे पैर छुए, तो मुझे अपनी ही सलाह की उदासीनता काट गयी. अपने महान डॉक्टरी पेशे का मैं कभी भी अवमान नहीं होने देना चाहता. © डॉ. राजस देशपांडे

“देखो बेटे, मैं ये बात अपने उसूलों के खिलाफ कर रहा हूँ. मैं भी जूझ रहा हूँ इस बात से!. पर आप एक अच्छा चिकित्सक होने के बारे में ज़रूर सोचो, भले ही आप किसी और सुरक्षित देश में अपना व्यवसाय करो. अपने माता-पिता को भी आप अपने साथ ले जा सकते हो. आप खुद की ख़ुशी के लिए जो भी पर्याय चुनोगे, वो अच्छा ही रहेगा, पर एक उत्कृष्ट चिकित्सक या शल्य चिकित्सक बनना हर किसी के बस की बात नहीं, इसके लिए असाधारण टैलेंट आवश्यक तो है ही, पर एक दुर्लभ विशेषता आपके व्यक्तित्व में होनी चाहिए, जो बहुत कम डॉक्टरों में पाई जाती है. मुझे आशा है आप इसके बारे में सोचोगे”.

मेरा शुक्रिया अदा करके जैसे ही वे दोनों बाहर निकले, एक युवा युगल अपने शिशु को लेकर अंदर आ गया. माता पिता की गोद में वह बेखबर शिशु खुश था, मुझे भी उसने एक मीठी-सी मुस्कान दी. उस मासूम नन्ही जान को ये अभी पता नहीं था के मैंने उसके भविष्य के लिए एक कीमती तोहफा अभी अभी बनाया था!

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The Extinction of Precious: A Medical Horror Story Happening Right Now!

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The Extinction of Precious:
A Medical Horror Story Happening Right Now!
©️ Dr. Rajas Deshpande

“Sir, we have come from Konkan”, said the father, “to seek your advice and blessings . My son has passed the medical postgraduate exams with national rank 30. He wants to decide which branch he should choose”.

I congratulated the genius. Passing medical entrances with high merit requires great talent. It does not earn the glamour, claps and appreciation of stage and limelight, for we live in a society that only worships looks, muscles, bhashanbazi, financial success and sports (sorry, one sport. Even if someone wins a world gold in any other sport than cricket, they go home in an auto rickshaw when they return to India!).

Speaking with the boy, I realised that he was very sensitive, compassionate and had an excellent logic and reasoning. Besides having a calm bearing, he was also a hard worker. A perfect blend for becoming a great physician or a surgeon, in a world that is fast losing able clinicians. I suggested him to prefer Internal medicine.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

They looked awkwardly towards each other. The boy garnered some courage to speak.

“Sir, I saw our family doctor being beaten up by a local politician, his clinic was ruined. He was humiliated in the worst language in front of his wife and children, and instead of protecting him, other patients in his hospital kept on recording videos of the incident, which later became viral. He left, we don’t know where he went. I cannot ever think of directly dealing with patients now. I want to choose a non- clinical or para-clinical branch.”

I appealed to the father: “Your son has a great potential and matching talent to become a good clinician, we desperately need many more. It is not necessary that he practices in your own town or even in India. The whole world needs good doctors. Please think about this”.

The father, a simple teacher from a primary school, thought for a prolonged moment. His eyes reddened up.
“I don’t know, Sir. When he said he wanted to become a doctor, his mother and I always thought that he will become a saviour, running around saving people’s lives. We were never interested in only money. But the day that we saw our own doctor being beaten up by a crowd and the local politician, we realised how helpless a doctor’s life is. We knew our doctor for over 25 years, he was like a God for many in our town. All he did in 25 years became a zero in a few minutes, thanks to a hooligan politico and his crowd. We don’t want our son to ever face that. If we had a daughter in his place, we wouldn’t even have made her a doctor, women as doctors suffer a lot more trouble and get no returns, sometimes even from their family. And this is our only son, we want him to stay in India near us.”

Somehow I didn’t want to give up convincing him, he was an ideal candidate for becoming an excellent clinician.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande “Think of the future. Hopefully there will be better laws, he can also consider working in bigger, safer hospitals if he is scared”.

“What would you advise your own son if you were in my place, Sir?” asked the father.

He had bombed my mind.
I was trained by parents and teachers to always do good, be compassionate and kind. My kids had a potential to become great doctors coming from this background. I worry a lot about the extremely critical condition of deteriorating healthcare standards and reducing number of good clinicians that is destined to cause a havoc in a few years. Still, honestly, I did not wish upon my children the insecurities and threats I face. I don’t want them to live under the perpetual fear of being vandalised, defamed, tortured by over-expectation and punished by committees made up of politicians and medically inexperienced judicial experts. I won’t want their lives, work hours and remunerations to be dictated by a corrupt bunch living for votes of free mongers.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

It would be hypocrisy to advise someone else what I wouldn’t choose for myself. That’s how a doctor makes the best possible decision. With a heavy heart, I advised him what I always advised my children:

“I agree. Please choose what suits your heart most, what gives you fearless happiness in your work and also leaves you with some time for yourself and your family, ensures a good income and is not dependent upon jealous people’s expectations of what you should do and for what price. You have so many options for social service other than becoming a clinician. I am sure you will stay a good human being all your life.” I suggested him two para-clinical branches that offer good scope.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

The world indeed will have to suffer the gradual extinction of good clinicians. We need many more excellent doctors in para clinical and non clinical areas too, but the face of the profession is the clinician, and we certainly, desperately need many thousand more. It is a fact that in spite of increasing number of doctors, patients still die travelling in an ambulance to reach good healthcare far away from most homes in India. Many federal orphans who cannot even afford government healthcare die at home.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

The father asked his son to touch my feet. As he did so, the melancholy of my own advice bit my heart. I couldn’t let down the flag of my noble profession.

“Listen, dear. I am speaking this against my own convictions. I am struggling. Think about becoming a good clinician and practising in a safe country, take your parents with you. I will be happy whatever you finally decide, but not everyone has the ability and talent to become a good doctor, it is rarest of the rare traits.”© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

They left. So did a part of my hope for the future of good healthcare.

When the next couple walked in with an infant baby in their hands, I looked at the smiling baby, and forced a smile. She didn’t know it yet, but I had just bought a precious gift for her.

©️ Dr. Rajas Deshpande

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The Right Decision

The Right Decision
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

“Side side side” shouted the wardboy and relatives running with the stretcher with a bleeding body upon it.
Dr. Amit, the junior resident doctor, rushed forwards, wearing gloves. With a great difficulty he had qualified for the surgical residency, winning in a competition over lacs of MBBS graduates. He wanted to do heroic good, save lives and make the best of every opportunity to do so. This was his posting at a peripheral small hospital. What he couldn’t treat here, and after his duty hours, he was supposed to refer cases to the bigger center about an hour away. His duty hours were over for today, and he was preparing to go home.

The 11 year old boy had had multiple injuries, a fractured leg bone, and also a head injury. He was drowsy, and already had had a vomiting. Dr Amit started an IV line, then began to clean the bleeding sites, applying pressure bandages , while preparing to suture the major bleeders. Simultaneously, he asked questions to the relatives about what happened.

The bike that the boy was riding pillion with his father had slipped, and they had fallen on the road, an autorickshaw behind them had run over the child. The father was almost unhurt. As he told the details, Dr. Amit realized that the father and two relatives accompanying him were drunk.

In a few minutes, Dr. Amit had contained the bleeding. His cellphone kept ringing. It was already 11 pm, but he had informed his wife that his schedule was unpredictable today. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

The nurse received a landline call and came to him, whispering “Dr. Amit, your wife just called. Your son has a high grade fever and is vomiting, has become drowsy. She is taking her to a pediatrician. She has asked you to call as soon as possible”. Then the nurse said, with a more cautious whisper, “You can refer this case to the higher center, I will complete the paperwork. I think you must attend your son, this is too late for your wife to travel alone”.

Dr. Amit’s heart sank. His two year old son was his life. He couldn’t concentrate. He remembered what every medical teacher had taught him: don’t abandon the patient in emergency, but then he felt guilty for abandoning the duty of a father. He called up his wife, she was already crying. “You should be with us right now, I am worried” she said. “I will try and come asap” he replied. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

He then called the patient boy’s father. By now, over 15-20 people had gathered with the drunk father. All of them anxious and aggressive, many drunk too. As he explained the child’s condition, one of the inebriated “bouncer-type” man came forward, and shouted, filmy style “If something happens to my nephew, we will burn down this hospital”. The two-strong security staff at the hospital, malnourished and underpaid, added to the pathos of the situation.

They called up their municipal councilor, who came over like the owner of the hospital, and added to the threats in a more dramatic and abusive language. After all, elections were approaching, and public needed impressing.

Dr. Amit saw the crowd. He knew by experience what a drunk crowd can do if things turned critical. Mob mentality becomes the law in lawless Indian towns. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
He wanted to help the child. He also wanted to reach his own son asap and be with him. He wanted to be the hero and the savior for both. Staying here would mean risking mob anger and life in case things went wrong, for none of his fault.

The society would automatically presume that he must have been rude to the patient, that he must have let the patient die for more money, that he must have abused the relatives etc., and the intellectual b******* in the society would start their sermons about how doctors should learn to communicate compassionately with a life-threatening drunk mob. Legal luminaries would ask him to “accept risk to life or quit job” while delivering judgements from airconditioned offices surrounded by heavy security, working for five hours a day and sumptuous vacations in spite of gigantic backlogs.

Whereas, if he actually was killed by the mob today, none of the above: the govt., the law, the relatives, the media or the society would ever bother to ask what happened to his kid, his family. A dead doctor, like a doctor who is not immediately needed, is an instantly forgotten doctor. His family may go through hell, who cared? There was no example of a good doctor’s family being cared for by the society if something happened to that doctor while saving lives.

The child’s mother came over, and begged him to save her child. He decided to wait, he couldn’t decline. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

His wife called “The pediatrician has admitted our son. She has sent blood for urgent tests” she sounded terrified. He reassured her.

Just as he spoke upon his cell, another lady, a local politician, started shouting at him, asking why he was not being more pro active, why the patient wasn’t talking, and threatened that Dr. Amit’s name would be mud in the media tomorrow if the child did not improve immediately.

Dr. Amit was now relieved of his dilemma.
He had made up his mind as to what was the right thing to do.
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“Is The Diagnosis Wrong, Doctor?”

“Is The Diagnosis Wrong, Doctor?”
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“Doctor, there is no improvement at all” said the angry husband, throwing the case-file upon my table.

Well this is not an extraordinary sentence for any doctor, one must be prepared to openly deal with this. I had been quite polite and well mannered with them, there was no reason he had to cross that line. I could understand though. When they pay my fees, they expect some result or satisfaction.

While teaching my students, I have always insisted that if the patient / relative says that there is no improvement or change with the prescribed medicine, one must first consider the possibility of a wrong diagnosis, a missed condition or a misinterpreted finding. Doctors are humans, and do commit mistakes, or misinterpret findings. This is normal, and happens with every doctor. Medicine is far more complicated than most people think they know. A good doctor knows this and learns, while all the time keeping patients safe, but a doctor with ego kills his own practice, and may cause harm to the patient.

I asked them to sit down and reassessed the case in detail. A 28 years old female. Headache, giddiness, imbalance, palpitations, breathlessness. Lack of sleep and bouts of crying. Past and family medical history not contributory. Physical examination completely normal. MRI of brain normal, Vitamin B12 and D levels low. I had started vitamin supplements, anti-anxiety medicines and an SOS for headache.

She told me all her earlier complaints had improved, but now she had a severe backache. I told the patient that I was trying my best to understand her condition, and to resolve her problem, but her findings and complaints didn’t match. She looked at her husband, and asked him “May I speak frankly to the doctor?”.

Openly agitated, the husband sarcastically offered to wait outside if she needed privacy. However he stood glued to the chair as if he knew her answer. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

The patient thought for a moment, told him it’s ok he can wait inside, then started to talk. She revealed that she was the only child of her affluent parents, had passed engineering, but now had to quit job and stay at home to raise children. They lived in an extended family, with grand in-laws, in laws and an elder brother, his wife and two children. This patient was the ‘last in the line’ to take orders, all others being senior to her. Her husband and in-laws were perfectionists, and she was tired of their continuous expectations. She had dreamed of making a career too, wanted some free time outside home for herself, but year after year, she didn’t get even a minute for herself. She was tired of it all and there seemed no respite. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

“I am not averse to hard work, but the continuously condescending and fault-finding attitude makes me feel that I am useless”, she said, and added cautiously: “We were in the same institute and my ranks were always better than him. Look at where I am now” she started crying.

I offered them water and coffee, and waited for her to settle down. The husband became restless and defensive, but his tone was far lower. “I understand her problem, doctor, but what can I do? I cannot leave my family. My work pressures are quite high too, the IT industry is going through a bad phase”.

“I can assure you that she has no neurological problem now’ I replied, “she should improve with lifestyle changes, counseling for the family, and adequate free time for herself. I will refer you to a good counselor” I told them.

The husband laughed. “I can understand, but my parents will not. We will see what best we can do for her”. A bitter tone in his voice didn’t escape me.

‘Sir, she told us what bothered her, and must not be held guilty for trying to speak her mind. It will only help identify and treat the problem better. Please see a counselor together and avoid discussing this at home right now” I requested the husband. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

There are many reasons why a patient does not improve. Untreatable medical conditions, depression, seeing the wrong specialist are the most common reasons, but there also are patients who want medical leave,those who want to avoid work, who want attention, so will keep on complaining of false symptoms. They do not improve with drug treatment.
On the other hand there are many who keep on taking the wrong medicines for years, those who self-medicate, do atrocious / injudicious dieting and exercises, yoga that doesn’t suit them, and do not follow the doctor’s instructions about abstinence, who keep on indulging salt, sweet, oil, alcohol, tobacco and other drugs freely available in India. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

A doctor remains a lifelong medical student. A doctor who thinks he / she is always correct is most dangerous. It is not uncommon to meet doctors who are angry / upset with the patient / colleagues when their diagnosis, treatment is questioned. The first thought of a doctor when the patient does not respond positively should be to consider a misdiagnosis, reevaluate the case in more detail, reassure the patient, and obtain a second opinion if necessary. All this done, one must look into other possibilities, with an approach to resolve the issue rather than trying to shove down the patient’s throat their own faults.
We all go through bad patches in life, doctors and patients. If the child is wrong, the parents correct them still with love. A doctor’s attitude should be similar, with due care to also protect themselves. If not the doctor, who will understand the patient whose family refuses to understand them? In so many ways, especially in the Indian society, the doctor must don the role of an elder brother/ sister. Although patronising is legally discouraged in medical practice, and should be refrained from in cases where trust is questionable, one can make exceptions for some cases that need reassurance where the family fails to do so.

The nobility of our profession also lies in reassuring the patients that they are well cared for by their doctor, through the thick and thin of their life.
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

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“What If This Was Your Father, Doctor?”

“What If This Was Your Father, Doctor?”
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“Doctor, I want to know about this illness. I want to understand it” she said.
It had taken me an entire medical career and a lot of experience to understand this disease in steps, no neurologist in the world claims to have fully understood it. It was my duty to simplify things for her, but it was impossible to transfer years of knowledge and experience in few minutes. I decided to give it a try. If I learn to understand the patient and relative one step more, I will be a better doctor hopefully. This lady, with her Prada and Dior accessories, also appeared well educated.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
“Your father has frontotemporal dementia, a condition that causes progressive loss of memory and abnormal mentation, thoughts, or behavior. This is because certain parts of his brain degenerate faster.” I started.
“One minute doctor” she interrupted “How does that explain why he starts undressing, passing urine anywhere in front of others, even children or guests? He uses such foul language sometimes”.
 
I hate being interrupted. Especially when someone butts in a second question before I finish answering the first. But I must accommodate the patient’s and the relative’s anxiety.
“That is because we have an area in the brain that controls our behavior, stops us from doing social-inappropriate things. This is why we stop from doing certain things in certain situations, while we retain the ability to do them in privacy. That is called inhibition. When those areas in the brain degenerate, there is thus a ‘disinhibition’, whereby the patient does not know what is inappropriate. Somewhat similar to losing mental control after taking alcohol”.
“So the blood supply is cut off in the brain?” she fired.
“I never said that. I said this is due to degeneration. The cells in his brain die faster. Although at this age loss of blood supply is an additional reason for worsening”. When you know too much of something, it is difficult to not confuse.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
You know, I am no Mangeshkar or Tendulkar myself, but this is like asking Lataji “I want to understand music and sing that song just like you” or telling Sachin “I want to make a century like you right now. Teach me cricket in ten minutes”. What they have learnt in decades with extreme hard work cannot be taught / understood or explained in few minutes. I can explain it in a nutshell, but it is not possible to ensure that the relative or patient “completely understood” everything I knew. But then again, the better this lady understood the disease, the better she will care for her father. So I decided another approach.
 
“Ma’m, I request you to please read about this disease from these two websites. Then write down your questions and please book another appointment. We will save a lot of random discussion then.” I told her.
“Ok Doctor” she agreed reluctantly “But tell me what you would have done if this was your father. I thought that with so many advances and researchers, there must be some good cure by now for such diseases” she said. The hidden disdainful sarcasm didn’t escape me. I ignored it.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
“Now please tell me the list of all medicines that your father is currently taking, and their doses” I asked her.
She emptied a huge bag upon my table, with over 20 medicines from different pathies, some unlabeled, and including some bottled oils. She started asking her father one by one, he wouldn’t reply.
“I don’t know doctor” she said, frustrated. “He lives alone near my house, and takes these medicines by himself. We lost my mom few years ago. I guess some of these oils are for his massage”.
Some of those medicines were past an expiry date. The old man hadn’t a clue what he was taking.
 
“But you just told me he has severe memory problems and cannot understand much” I questioned.
“Yes, but we thought he knew what medicines he was taking” she said.
I did not want to embarrass her further.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
“Ma’m, wouldn’t it be better if you understood the daily necessities of your father before you questioned anyone else about his disease? You can ask the doctor any number of questions, it is my duty to answer them. But I would definitely not have left my father to look after himself in such a situation.”
“No, doc, we are looking for a care center for him already. I cannot look after him, I have my own family and the kids need all my attention”.
“Then please stop blaming the medical researchers for not finding a cure for everything. Please accept that everyone ages and needs care, the same care that you were provided as a child”.
I didn’t want her to be unhappy, it was also my prerogative to understand her situation. I reassured her:
“Please read about this well, and come back next week, I am sure that at least a few problems can be resolved. I want to help you and him”.
 
What would happen if there was a cure for everything? How many of them elderlies will be taken care of, provided for? How long will their children look after them? In most cases, even the healthiest of parents are considered a nuisance once they have grown up the grandchildren. After that, they become an irritating liability.
Then, the annoyance of having to look after them, the exasperation of even a small illness they may have, and the extreme anger to have to spend time and money for their healthcare / treatment is all unloaded upon the doctor. While we are learning to deal with this in our everyday practice, I have decided to spend an extra minute to educate the family about their own responsibilities in every such case. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
As she left the room she asked “Doc, he is elderly, you must give him some concession”.
I smiled. This wasn’t a medical question. It was my turn not to reply now.
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
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The Proud Indian

 

The Proud Indian
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“I was a man of action. It hurts me inside when I look at myself now” said the huge gentleman.
It was indeed sad to see the state he was in. Parkinson’s disease not only slows the body, but also makes one quite stiff, as if the body is made of some heavy stone. The side effects of levodopa, the most common medicine used in Parkinson’s disease patients, was also causing too many abnormal movements.I told him that some changes were required in his doses, and that I needed his cooperation and patience. He agreed, then I wrote him a new prescription.

“By the way, Doctor, if any of your poor patients needs any help with treatment or medicines, please let me know. I will arrange” he said once I finished with the instructions. Always needy for this cause, I took down his details.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

He came over a month later, happy. This time he donated for an orphanage I often wrote about. I was more than happy, and told him he did not have to pay my fees ever.

“Thank you, Doctor, but you must let me help your poor patients” said Mr. Abdulkadar Mulla.

Over a period of time, I came to know that he donates medicines and free check up kits required for the treatment of young girls from interior adiwasi areas. He spends thousands of rupees every year, since many years, to help run health camps for such children, mostly through the BKL Walawalkar hospital at Dervan in Ratnagiri district.

This time Mr. Abdulkadar Mulla came over, I tried to understand why he is going out of the way to help out children from the interior.

“Because most people are interested in the kind of show-off charity. When you donate to famous organizations in the big cities, your contributions are recognized and published instantly. That is one reason, charity does not often reach where it must: the interior, deprived sections of our country”.
He paused.
“I must say this, doctor, please don’t misunderstand. I feel very bad when someone thinks of me less of a patriot just because I am a Muslim. I have served in Indian police, I have been in the elite VVIP security, I have served India as my own country. It hurts me when some people loose talk that all Muslims should go to Pakistan. India is my country too, I was born and brought up here, studied alongside classmates from many other religions, I have friends in almost every religion. I have served the nation honestly in an extremely responsible position, and am now serving the society by contributing in the most impartial way I can. There are limitations to what I can do as an individual to go on proving my honesty to my country. It hurts when people accuse us without even knowing us. From film stars to cricket players, so many Muslims are making India proud, still some people generalise against us”.

I had no answer. I told him that at least doctors are bred to never entertain that discrimination, that no medical student is fit to become a doctor until he / she can see each patient only as a human life without any other tag. Whether it is policemen or criminals, dirty politicians or reporters who paint our profession in the worst shades, patient from this country or that, from one religion or another: we doctors have only one duty: save life, safeguard health. There is no religion to the happiness of a saved life, nor to the agony of a death. There is no religion to the hand that helps. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

I remembered the many Muslim classmates I had through my school and medical college. In fact, I was so close to one in my medical college, that his mother loved me like her own child, and cooked me delicious ‘vegetarian’ dishes whenever I went to their home. Some of my Muslim friends now have their own hospitals treating patients from all religions, especially poor. One of my extremely religious Muslim friends, a super-specialist, treats hundreds of poor patients from all religions: without any discrimination in his treatment or approach.

All of us have been through this, everyone who truly worships God knows love for other human beings. It is very important to pass this “Indianness” on to the future generations, and not fall prey to lesser thoughts, however loud. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Mr. Mulla told me he had had a spinal surgery, during which a surgeon mentioned the charity work at Dervan hospital. “I decided to donate to this hospital at Dervan. This way my hard-earned money reaches where it is most needed” he said. This institute, presently headed by Dr. Suvarna Patil, conducts multiple health-centered activities for children on a charity basis. Many renowned doctors and other professionals from India and abroad participate in their activities.

“Saare Jahan Se Achcha Hindosta Hamara” by the poet Iqbal brings tears to my eyes every time I hear it! I am proud to meet the likes of Mr. Abdulkadar Mulla, who prove by their silent actions who they truly are. I am also proud to belong to the community of doctors, for whom human life is beyond any discrimination.

Jai Hind! Happy Republic Day!
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
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Beyond Ridiculous!

Beyond Ridiculous!
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A 9 year old child with fits / seizures was taken to a renowned Paediatric Neurologist. He started treatment with one of the most commonly recommended (by almost all textbooks) used medicine in the treatment of seizures: carbamazepine. One of the most effective medicine, used since over 50 years in children, that can cause side effects of rashes in less than 1/1000 cases. Still rarely, the side effects can be very severe, causing extensive damage to the skin.
The doctor explained this to the child’s parents, and then started the recommended doses. Pediatric doctors are the best trained doctors in dose calculation, they are more aware than any other specialty about the side effects in general, because children often cannot even speak and parents may not notice some side effects. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Every medicine has side effects. Even vitamins do. Any medicine can potentially cause life threatening reaction, and that’s why the common warning with each medicine: do not use if you are sensitive to this medicine. How will one know whether there will be any allergy / reaction to the medicine without having used it?

Most medicines can cause side effects at high doses, but some can cause dangerous reactions even with the tiniest dose, or test dose. Some medicines (even the one mentioned above) can cause side effects after many months / years of safe use. While the dose dependent (high dose= higher side effect) side effects are somewhat predictable, the ‘idiosyncratic’ (meaning occurring in individual, not all cases, because of the natural tendency of that person) and “allergic” side effects are totally unpredictable, and can be caused by even such common medicines as paracetamol, aspirin, antibiotics or vitamins. Even deaths have been reported after the use of some common medicines, but even in the highly legalized western world, no court holds doctors guilty for the side effects of medicines, if these were discussed and informed to the patient / family. This is against common sense. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

This child unfortunately developed a rare but well known side effect of this drug, called Stevens Johnson Syndrome (severe skin rashes), had to be admitted and treated, it cost them one lac rupees. While we sympathise with the child and the family, and wish them the best recovery and health, this is hardly the mistake of a doctor.
But the forum, in a regressive decision, held the doctor guilty, fined him 90000 rupees. This is beyond ridiculous. The court observed that “ if the doctor knew that this drug can cause side effects, he should not have prescribed it”. Translated intellectually, that means NO DOCTOR CAN PRESCRIBE ANY MEDICINE! © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Moreover, what will this court advise for the child now? Every seizure medicine has some rare dangerous side effects. There are no medicines free of side effects. Shall the child be left without treatment now? Which doctor will want to treat such a case? Which court will guarantee that the rarest of the rare side effect cannot happen again in this case, and with such ill-informed forums, the next doctor trying to do good to the child will not be held guilty? © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Technically, if using a drug that can cause side effects is a crime as per this court, it should hold everyone concerned guilty: the textbooks / medical bodies that recommend this drug, the pharma which produced it, and even the government which allowed it to be sold. Applying the same logic, if some child developed peanut allergy in a hotel or side effects of pollution and dust by travelling on Bangalore roads, will this court hold the hotelier or the city administration guilty and punish them too? Has this forum/ court banned tobacco and alcohol yet, or will it punish the government for the side effects and thousands of deaths caused by these? © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

The IMA, other medical bodies, Neurological society, and intellectuals should stand by this doctor who has suffered the mental agony. This decision must be challenged in higher courts.
We regret that some patients suffer side effects, no one should, but at the same time, the “side effects of medicine” is not the doctor’s fault, especially in this case where he had explained the parents about such possibility.
We need medically educated forums and judges who can refrain from populist tendencies.
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
PS:
I respect courts. I respect higher courts more. But I refuse to believe that every decision made by every judge is correct, that every decision is impartial, that it is not affected by pressures. This article is solely based upon the attached news clip. I must admit that this reporter Ms. Meghna Singhania has done an excellent and impartial reporting. Doctors must please stand united against this decision.

https://medicaldialogues.in/side-effects-of-prescribed-m…/…/

Fate and The Fatal Healthcare Gamble

Fate and The Fatal Healthcare Gamble.
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
In the rush of a local station, a 25 year old man suddenly shouted in a scary way and threw a fit. His eyes rolled up, his body shaked violently, and he fell down. The jerks kept rocking his body and shocked people around him noticed blood stained frothing from his mouth.
 
Some strong person, too eager to be a hero by the demonstration of gym-built strength, kept his foot on the leg of this patient and pulled his tightened hand to straighten it, till one heard the obvious sound of a bone breaking. Another slapped at the face of this convulsing patient, abusing, and telling the bystanders that the ghost holding this patient must be scared off. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
Yet another, with the confidence of experience, thrust a dirty leather footwear under his nose. Someone else shouted for an onion or chilli, guaranteeing that it will immediately stop this voodoo. This too was then applied to the nose of this patient who was still convulsing. The patient had a lock-jaw, his teeth were clenched together. A spoon was then forcibly inserted between the teeth, and so strong was the effort that few teeth broke and blood oozed out.
 
By this time the convulsion had stopped, and everyone who had thus “treated” the patient proudly explained how each of these tricks always worked.
 
None of them knew that an epileptic attack would automatically stop within a minute and a half, that one should not force open the mouth or straighten the hands or legs, because that will only hurt the patient. The excessive electrical discharge in the brain that causes such fits will not stop by doing anything externally. Within a minute, such activity stops automatically as the brain energy and the currents cannot sustain, and the patient recovers consciousness in most cases. Rarely, such fits go on beyond a minute or two, in which case, only the trained medical practitioners must handle the case, preferably physicians or neurologists. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
This patient was still unconscious.
An ambulance which had the “contract” for that station arrived, and the “paramedics” got the patient in. Relieved that all was well, people, as always after whatever happens, carried on.
This ambulance then took the patient to a “contract” hospital far away, even when there were many good hospitals on the way, thus wasting the most precious time. The patient had aspirated: his blood and saliva had now blocked his respiration.
By the time he was taken to this hospital, he was almost gasping.
 
The contract hospital, owned by an organization that had excellent political links, was designed to hide the deficiency of the most important element in good healthcare: well qualified and experienced, genuine specialists. Being the one to provide the lowest cost treatments, it only employed doctors willing to work on the lowest salaries. Poorly qualified, rarely experienced and already fed up with the workload. But in these days of beautiful, colourful signboards and deceptive advertising, declarations of “world class healthcare”, one rarely questions the training, qualification and experience of doctors. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
The patient was taken into ICU, intubated and ventilated. An orthopedic surgeon attended his manmade fractures.
Legally everything was completed and correct. All forms signed. Critical status explained, understood, accepted. Relatives happy about the charges and the behavior, explanations by the doctors and specially appointed PROs. A qualified Neurologist was called in for a visit, who guided the treatment and went away. He was scarcely in a position to advise the relatives that the basic life support systems require great experience in such cases, and this hospital didn’t have that kind of a team. That would be unethical, plus the hospital had enough connections. That’s what got them the contract in the first place. Also, his calls would stop if he spoke beyond what he was called for.
 
The patient had suffered damage to the brain due to the delay in starting the treatment. He remained unconscious. Then in a week he developed septicemia: infection from the lungs that spread via blood to all his body. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
The relatives were explained everything, except the fact that the team was inexperienced, ill qualified to treat. They were broken when the patient passed away., blaming their ill fate
It was indeed the fate of that patient to have a fit just there, just then. A young man who could have come back to normal health in few minutes was killed.
 
Or was this fate alone?
 
This death was preventable: a fit generally needs no treatment while it is happening. In this case, people had broken his bones and teeth, forced dirt in his nose, and caused bleeding. The ambulance, due to the obvious “loops”, wasted precious time reaching the “contract” hospital rather than the nearest hospital, the contract hospital took the case in spite of not having well qualified expertise and team to handle the situation, and the relatives did not care much beyond the financial implications. All equally guilty. This was a murder with multiple murderers.
The only thing one can do to help a patient having a fit is to make sure their head does not bang upon a hard surface, remove any sharp objects upon or near the patient, and turn the neck gently to one side, so that the food / tobacco/ anything that the patient has in the mouth comes out and does not block their respiratory pipes. Simultaneously, call an ambulance. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
Remember the 6×6 feet supermarket that sells everything, in the corner of your lane? Something similar is happening with healthcare now. One wants every specialist in the nearest location, with cheapest competitive rates, and so long as their advertisement is good, people are happy when quality takes a backseat. A specialist is a specialist, so long as he / she has any degree, so long as the govt. approves, and especially if they offer concession, nobody cares about tomorrow.
 
The extensive training that goes into making of quality doctors is now replaced by many options: some low quality private medical colleges run by those in power, where money buys almost everything and merit/ hard work doesn’t matter, cross pathy and bridge courses, allowing too many unscientific treatments to take center stage in the country’s healthcare, defaming those who try to improve the system , projecting the philosophy that “all healthcare that is cheap is alone good, costly means corruption” etc. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
Who suffers when inadequately qualified doctors with poor merit, experience and dedication treat the patients? Who suffers when those who have made their career based upon political support or corruption, treat the patients?
The worst gambling in India is in healthcare. People happily stake their lives to save some money.
 
God save my dear India in this healthcare crisis.
Jai Hind
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Are You Respectable, Doctor?

Are You Respectable, Doctor?
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
“Send in the next patient” I told the receptionist.
As no one came in for a few moments, I opened the door. A trembling, shuffling old man in his eighties, standing with the support of his son and daughter in law, was fumbling to remove his sandals outside my door.
“Let it be, it’s ok” I told him.
Smiling, embarrassed that he was unable to move fast, he folded his hands and said ”Namaskar Doctor! You are like a God and your room a temple for me. You give life to so many. I don’t wear sandals in a temple. Let me remove. I am sorry, please give me one minute more”.
It was my turn to be embarrassed. Do I deserve this respect from a stranger just because I am a doctor? © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
Mr. Wamanrao, who was a teacher before retiring decades ago, walked in. After examining him, I explained to him and his family that he had a degenerative problem of brain that caused imbalance and stiffness. The concerned family asked some questions earnestly.
 
“Tell them I am old and must leave this world now” said a smiling Wamanrao.
 
Pausing to think for the right words, I explained them the condition, and told him “At present I do not see a reason to worry. I don’t find anything life threatening in your examination, we will also do some tests. But there is no need to think about an end at this time. You should improve, let us try. And yes, it is very fortunate and enviable that your family loves you so much”. It was impossible for me not to remember my own father.
 
In tears, he folded his hands, then blessed me by keeping his hand upon my head, and left.
 
Many patients came in that day, and I kept on thinking: that most of them, especially the illiterates, poor and elderly came with a lot of respect, behaved politely, and followed the instructions well. Some came in bitter with their experiences with some other doctors and hospitals and confessed the reason of their angst. The young, rich and highly educated mostly walked in with a paranoia and refusal to trust. But these were very few, mostly because I don’t dance different for the high class patient. The most difficult class to handle were the uneducated rich and the politico poor, who think everything can be bought, threatened or manipulated, including a doctor. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
This last class offends and frustrates most doctors who work with a feeling of dignity for their profession. Not because they ask too many questions, but because they misbehave, are too arrogant to tolerate, and cannot trust anyone. The last thing that a doctor wants is a trustless patient: it means trouble in future even if the best is done for such a patient. Even if saved from a coma, they will belittle the entire profession and file cases for bills. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
We always claim that some doctors are bad and the good ones bear the brunt, then we must also understand that some patients behave bad, but most others suffer the consequences. The “On-Guard” new generation doctors have now started to become too ‘legally correct’, talking in terms that lack feelings. They are not always wrong, because the law of the land, the crass class of media and many administrators openly badmouth this noble profession that carries the entire healthcare of this country upon their shoulders.
 
However, we as doctors must also think if we always behave respectably. There still is an inherent respect for the profession, in the minds of most. But if a doctor thinks that he / she should be treated like God just because they have a degree, there is a grave misunderstanding. One must be proud of one’s merit, but the patient shouldn’t have to pay the fees for that pride. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
Many doctors are usually well behaved, but we also see very rude, “head in the clouds” type of doctors. A little success, a little affluence, and a ballooning ego is a common picture. Such doctors then refuse to acknowledge the patient (or even their own junior) as another human being to be treated as an equal, with dignity and respect. They will crowd their waiting rooms, make patients wait unnecessarily while they chat / entertain “rich and influential clients” etc. They will behave high handed and rude with patients and juniors, pretend to be in a hurry when the patient starts asking questions and even walk out to see another patient in another room. Many quite senior big doctors actually classify the patients financially, so that the assistant filters out and treats a certain class of patients.
 
Some doctors talk “only the legal” language to patients who are emotionally disturbed, in a state of shock or grief. The other end is the “Always smile and keep the patient in a state of false hope till they can pay bills” type of doctor, who disappears once the patient cannot pay or takes a bad turn of health. Some doctors do not even follow the common decencies of respecting elders and women. Manners and etiquette are fast disappearing among doctors, it is time to remind ourselves that a doctor is one of the highest respected intellectual in our society, and just like the heroes upon the big screen, many, especially children emulate the good behaviors of doctors too.© Dr. Rajas Deshpande. It is sad that our media, movies and comedy shows take pride in belittling Indian medical profession, considered one of the best in the world, but it is also true that some doctors indeed provide them with a reason to do so. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
No one will salute a doctor just for his / her degrees, experience, post or affluence. If a doctor wants to be respected, he / she must carefully learn to respect others, use the right language, and follow manners and etiquette at his end. There indeed are a minority who will mistreat a doctor, who will take advantage and misunderstand manners as weakness or an inferiority complex. Give them a sincere chance to change their opinion. If they are still paranoid, arrogant or rude, then a doctor must move on, politely refusing to see them again. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
In absence of any support from the politicians or media, we must learn to cultivate a positive doctor-patient relationship culture rather than ourselves becoming paranoid. We must learn the new language of “legally correct yet compassionate” medical talk. Patients are an inseparable part of our profession, success and daily life, we cannot be at war with them just because of a few imbeciles.
 
I myself am not free of mistakes, and I want to continue to improve, for the day that I think I cannot improve anymore, that I am the best, I can no more be a good doctor.
 
For my birthday tomorrow (07. January), it was necessary that I reminded myself what my parents and the best of my teachers taught me. The best gift life has given me is the ability to be a doctor, and I must take in stride everything that comes with it.
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande
 
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The Unholy Medicine

The Unholy Medicine
© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

“Close your eyes and take it. Absolutely no reason to worry. It is excellent in improving mental and physical health. It improves memory, skin texture, hair thickness and even vitality” said the medical shop salesman, winking one eye, handing over a big plastic bottle to the posh middle aged couple.

“It is all natural. These products have zero side effects” he said.
“But it costs nearly two thousand rupees” said the wife.
“What’s costlier than your health, mam,? This product is selling so fast, you will come back again to ask for it once you realize how good you feel without all the side effects”.

I had stopped on my way back from the hospital to buy some vitamins from a large medical store on the way. The shop, like all other medical shops now, had far lesser allopathic medicine . Most prominently displayed were sex boosters, chocolates and beauty products, from various pathies and with pics of different Babas. The next most prominent were various “organic” products, from juices to tablets in blingy packaging. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

One common factor was prominently printed matter on most such products: “Guaranteed to cure”, “100% natural, free from side effects” “No adverse effects” “100 % Scientific secret formula” etc. Some packets claimed to even cure incurable diseases. Most of these did not have the content printed. Most of these also had valid licenses.

The shop owner and staff didn’t know that I was a doctor. Out of curiosity, I looked for the same bottle on the shelves, and read what it was that the assistant so confidently vouched for. It was a juice of some routine vegetables, with an additional “unspecified” herbal formula. It was made locally, and wasn’t refrigerated. The cleanest ‘Natural” food we cook at home with love, even “Maa ke haath ka Gajar ka Halwa” rots in three days if kept without refrigeration. I wondered what magic formulas kept these “Natural products” free of the millions of microorganisms. But then, I had no right or authority to question the massacre of scientific medicine. I was merely a doctor, not a highly uneducated politician or a religious preacher. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Just last week we had in critical care unit, a lady from an affluent family, who was given some precious powder by a “self-proclaimed” natural products expert, (wife of a politico in a taluka place). The 100 grammes powder had cost 45 thousand rupees, and came with a guarantee of “reducing wrinkles and hairfall”. The patient had consumed it for a week, and came to the casualty with a convulsion on the eighth day, found to have poisonous levels of heavy metals in her blood. Few months ago we had a young man who almost died because of clotting in the brain, after taking some injection of a “secret formula” given by his Gym trainer!

Bacteria, viruses and other microorganisms in some of these “natural” products grow for a few weeks, and cause infections, many a times life-threatening. This usually happens after 2-8 weeks or even later, when the patient has long back finished the doses. Some have heavy metals/ ingredients that may cause kidney / liver problems or other diseases months or years after consumption. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Wake Up, India! Long gone is the era of “secret formulas”. It is the right of every consumer to know what is the content of every medicine he / she bought. Unfortunately, the “Planned propaganda against allopathy to sell the products of the influential” blinds even the well educated. © Dr. Rajas Deshpande. There is a huge number of people who ask “some medicine” for all their complaints from a medical shop salesperson to avoid paying the fees of a qualified doctor. This qualified / unqualified pharmacy assistant, without even touching the patient, makes his own diagnosis/ conclusion and decides the treatment, the patient happily pays for it, thinking that he / she has saved a lot by not visiting a doctor!

The very governments which cap the prices of allopathic medicines allow other pathies and “homemade remedies and secret formulas” to be sold for the cost of gold and diamonds. Apparently many people have enough money to buy extremely costly herbals, beauty / personal care products, chocolates and sex boosters, but suddenly become poor when a scientific medical product by a standard international pharma company is to be paid for.

In India, movies make 100-500 crores, cricket matches fetch billions in betting and tickets, most of the lawmakers are crorepatis, but everyone seems concerned only about the fees of doctors and cost of allopathic medicine!

The same people in administration who ask qualified doctors to reappear for tests to reprove their merit frankly allow rampant “cross pathy”, babas and gurus, hakims and other self-proclaimed experts to keep on selling health products at unimaginably high prices. Imagine the bribes and commission is involved at all levels in the sale of such “natural” products. What more can describe the paradox in Indian Healthcare where aloe, karela (bitter gourd)and doodhi / lauki (bottle gourd) juices sell at a price far higher than many essential medicines? © Dr. Rajas Deshpande

No surprise we get many patients now a days, who come with early- age blood clots, digestive problems, severe headaches and vertigo, serious allergic reactions, convulsions, kidney, liver and other metabolic problems, thanks to the “secret and purely natural 100 % scientific formulas absolutely free of side effects” that they had consumed weeks / months / years ago.

Is it impossible for the Courts to act here?
What’s the proof?
There cannot be any proof unless each of these products is scrutinized with the same vehemence that once a famous international noodles brand was scrutinized. There cannot be any proof till the scrutiny and people involved in it are completely corruption and influence free. There cannot be any proof till those in power are involved in the sale of such products. Those who have basic deduction powers intact will know it for themselves. From public transport busses and autorickshaws to malls, there are blatant lies in advertisements selling such health products. The word “Scientific” is now used by almost every such product.

The fact that most of those in power use imported phones and cars, and visit foreign countries for medical treatments is enough clue.

As I paid for my vitamins, I asked the salesman what sold most at his shop.
We all know the answer.
It is not any medicine.And sadly, there appears to be no treatment!

© Dr. Rajas Deshpande

Issued in the interest of everyone who likes to be mentally and physically healthy. Please share unedited for the benefit of your patients.
Jai Hind!