Cancer tales 6: The cocktail of delay

© Dr. Sujeet Kumar How many times I need to tell you to call the doctor, yelled the mother. Father reluctantly picked up his bicycle from the front yard of his semi-pucca house and paddled it to another part of the village and stopped in front of a house. The house was a double-story designer house with high fencing and iron gate – only one such in the village. He banged the Iron Gate somewhat loudly. Realizing the loud thud of iron he toned down his next two knocks on the door. After every knock, he peeped through the grilled…

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Cancer Tales: Chapter 5: Sympathy is not empathy – The trap ahead !!

© Dr Sujeet Kumar Sorry sir, we made a huge mistake! We are now determined for further treatment here. Dr Ankit saw across the table a well dressed father with tucked in striped shirt standing with a younger kid (his son) with swollen neck with nodules all round, puffy face, a visibly darker appearance than his father, fewer scalp hair and unusual depigmented spots over both the palms. Ankit immediately recalled the father son duo who were seen by him in OPD few months back as the father at that time had created huge fuss in OPD. The father suffered…

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Cancer Tales: Chapter 4: The Nexus of Charity

© Dr Sujeet Kumar Sir, Pappu ji will arrange 4 units of blood and 4 platelet donors. He was very sure about it.   Dr Ankit: Ok, then we can admit your son for further chemotherapy but you need to arrange more blood donors and it wouldn’t suffice.   Sir, if you will talk to Pappu ji, he can arrange more donors.   Dr Ankit: Ok, I will explain him the need of blood units. Please give me his mobile number   Sir, you must be having his number (the patients father seemed surprised and said this with a animated…

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Cancer Tales: Chapter 3: The White Vulture

© Dr Sujeet Kumar Its tuesday and a OPD day for us, Dr Ankit leaves for OPD after saying this to his juniors working in ward. While on the way he reminds himself of “be empathetic to poor patients and pliable for rich patients”- the mantra which he got from his seniors. After a while, Ankit found himself steering himself across the OPD lobby through sea of patients and their attendants to reach the OPD room were he settled on his chair and without wasting time pulled up the patient record file and said: Token no 455 Ankit examined the…

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Cancer Tales: Chapter 2: Happy Mother’s Day

© Dr Sujeet Kumar Ward rounds had just finished and Ankit had just touched down the chair in doctors duty room with a thick register called “round register” which may a times is filled with wisdom received from elders.  He leaned backwards with a sigh to rest himself and asked Sharma, do we have today’s blood reports ? Sharma was “the computer boy” who did the clerical work for admitted patients, a avid gymmer and instagrammer too. Whenever he sat on computer he had 3 tabs opened, hospitals information system for website, govt of India job portal and a news…

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Cancer Tales: Chapter 1: Are you committed

© Dr Sujeet Kumar Ankit, the resident Dr with his tired legs goes past the HDU cubicle to his right with a grazing look on vital monitor screen of 4 sick patients and a faded view of general ward cubicle to his left and reaches the nursing counter and speaks up: Dinesh brother, i am leaving now and Dr Ramesh is on call today, he must be roaming around in this building with multiple cross consults in his hands and smile on his face. Do call him up when required. I am here … appears Dr Ramesh. He reached to…

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