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The Pain of FALL

  The  Pain of " FALL" Today, as I was at Nruptungabetta,over the hill,in the morning, I saw a small boy slip and fall down while walking. He started to cry. His older brother and father who were ahead of him,pulled him up,rubbed the mud off his bruised knee....and pacified him. But he kept on crying. A few steps ahead,his older brother slipped and fell.( Purposeful act). Seeing his older brother slip and fall too...the younger one stopped crying and the trio went ahead to enjoy their morning walk over the hill. As the track was muddy and slippery as it had rained at night,I saw another kid, who was with a big group of boys ,slip and fall. But here,the rest of the group started laughing and teasing the boy as he was a bit bulky compared to his very lean friends. The boy burst into tears. These 2 incidents happening the same moment got me thinking...... When one falls..... What is more painful? What brings tears in the eyes? The pain caused physically by the FALL. ...

Must I be remembered???

  " You are raising someone who will forget you." A remark  I heard in a podcast. A Parent nurturing and Caring the child. A Teacher imparting knowledge to the student.. A Leader mentoring the followers A Doctor healing the patient... Does  the beneficiary remember the benefactor forever??? A thought occurred to me.... When I was nurturing and Caring my child,it never crossed my mind,whether my child must or will reciprocate back.... When I give Anaesthesia to my patient, I never think nor expect patient to remember me after recovery from Anaesthesia. How necessary is validation for the work we do in our life? Is it necessary for present generation to show gratitude to me for the work I have done in my lifetime? Must the coming generation, whose attention span is few minutes( and they move on to the next reel), remember me???? How important is it to be remembered??? Am I or my work relevant only if both are recognized and remembered???? If one just does thei...

The Sting of Words

  The Sting of Words. " You can never become Doctor. Don't even think about getting into medical college. " These harsh words said by a Teacher to me in 12th Standard after seeing my performance in weekly tests. I was struggling with Physics. However hard I was trying,the required performance and scores was just not reached. The words stung hard. As predicted, my scores in Physics in Board exams did come low and I couldn't reach the cutoff to secure a Medical seat in Mumbai. I worked harder and got 10th rank in State quota of the All India Pre Medical test conducted by MGIMS, Sewagram. 5 and half years later.....I did become a Doctor. Do I remember the teacher.....No. But the sting of her words.....memory of the pain it caused to me.....Remain Forever. Words are like that huge wave..... Comes hits you .... Goes back to the sea..... But the debris of the sea thrown by the waves at the shores..... Remain forever. Nobody remembers the magnamity of the Wave...

Who will take care of my child after I am no more?

  OT Diaries. As an Anaesthesiologist  working freelance in private practice, I get opportunity to do variety of procedures.I get opportunity to interact with different people every day. I get to give Anaesthesia to Mental disorders and Psychological disorder in all age groups and both genders. Some severe cases of both disorders are dependent upon their Caretakers for their survival at times. A 19yr girl was brought to Scan center for MRI.She was violent and since birth needed nurturing and caring.The parents looked tired,aged and apprehensive. After the Scan got over,as I was giving the parents post procedure instructions, the mother started crying.The father started sharing his anxiety " Doctor, We have taken her to NIMHANS Bengaluru too.So many treatments and consultations done.Our only anxiety is who will take care of her after we die?" A 35yr Psychological disorder patient used to get admitted occasionally to the Rehabilitation center whenever she became violent an...

The Paradigm Shift - Medical Education

  The Paradigm Shift of Medical Education. This Blog is in continuity of my last blog. Medical Education has seen a slow Paradigm Shift. Pre Independence and early Post Independence....almost till 1950-60,Medical Education was predominantly male dominated,mostly perceived by affluent class. Reason....a very long and expensive course compared to other professional courses. The girls in the family couldn't even Dream of becoming Doctor and were neither encouraged nor allowed to pursue Medical course. In my family, except for a distant aunt from my Maternal side,nobody in the family ...males or females ,opted nor were encouraged to pursue MBBS inspite of scoring good marks and even topping the entire District and University. Reason- Long,Expensive. In such an Era of Indian Society, my husband 's Nanaji ,who was LMP( Licensed Medical Practitioner) in a small village near Irkal,Maharashtra, sent my MiL to a private Medical College at Manipal ,Karnataka to study MBBS. Sending ...

The Paradigm Shift

  The Paradigm Shift. As an Anaesthesiologist, working freelance in private practice, I get the opportunity to interact with patients and their attenders of all age groups, gender,strata,communities and mindsets. Also.... I have now completed almost 3 decades in Anaesthesia and Medical field from 1992 as a student, then a post graduate  followed by Practitioner. I myself being a woman,raised by women and raising another girl child. I see a Paradigm Shift in the world and Society... In a Woman.....for a woman.....towards a woman. My Ajji ,pre independence,was educated but got married off and totally was involved in her family responsibilities till the end. My Mother,a post graduate ( She did her MSc after I was in primary school),was a working woman. I am an Anaesthesiologist, a highly skilled professional, managing a busy private practice career and home. My Daughter is a Medical student and tomorrow will be a highly skilled professional too. A Society initially view...

World full of BOTS

 World full of BOTS..... 2 movies  TERI BAATON MEIN AISA ULJHAA JIYA.....A Bollywood movie where Shahid Kapoor falls in love with a Bot ,Kriti Sanon. BANDH NYLON CHE.....A Marathi movie where son,Subodh Bhave,brings 2 BOTS,Mahesh Manjarekar and Medha Manjrekar,as grandparents for his daughter.  Both movies showed the protagonist as ambitious, defiant and authoritative.Both were intolerant and arrogant.  Where  Shahid Kapoor found difficulty in adjusting to partner in a relationship. So found Bot,Kriti Sanon,perfect as a partner who never questioned nor reacted nor demanded.She understood his emotions and needs perfectly. She behaved as he wished and absolutely obedient. The Marathi movie had son,Subodh Bhavewho had issues and grudge against his parents, bring Bots,Sanjay and Medha Manjarekar,as grandparents for his young daughter. Parents replaced by Bots,who played with the grand daughter, taught her everything from the Immense vast Gb Data fed into them.The BO...