As the daughter of two highly accomplished specialists in internal medicine and plastic surgery, I chose to study engineering after being raised in a house where both my parents had to work long hours which seemed humanly impossible, often sacrificing time that non-medical professionals spend for recreation, with their young children, on other leisurely pursuits, and even on something as basic and essential as 6 hours of SLEEP. I have nothing against working long hours or sacrificing personal time, especially to benefit those in need. Yet, their noble profession is utterly thankless. I constantly wonder why the onus of a human life falls upon the doctor alone, even in cases where the “victimized, dying, poor” patient may have been an alcoholic, a smoker, or simply an obstinate person who refused to budge and seek timely treatment until there was no choice but to admit him to the ICU for extremely urgent and critical care.

Not being a doctor myself and knowing nothing about medicine, and my own doctor parents having lost close family members to disease, I can perfectly understand the toll that a major disease takes on the nerves of the family members of a patient. I can also perfectly understand the immensely difficult challenges a doctor has to face while treating a diseased patient who is totally unrelated to the doctor himself, having observed my parents’ daily struggles since the age of five.

I just want to paste a sarcastic letter by my mother in response to the attacks on young residents in Maharashtra by several angry mobs, and the government’s utter and total inaction:

Respected chief minister,
I want apologize to you on behalf of all doctors who have gone on strike against violence they have to face while treating patients that are dying. We should have attended classes from politicians first about how to keep a promise— about toll free Maharashtra, loan relief for farmers, safety of bridges and host of them. We are Not conversant with art of promising. So when we can’t save a life irrespective of promise we get beaten up.
We were educated at tax payers’ money but then the same money fell short and the large hearted politicians started their private personal institutions. After paying small fees to them , we had to only buy place, buy some equipment, train and pay staff, pay usual taxes, pollution control charges—–. Not a big deal of course. It is indeed commercial of us to charge any fees from dying innocent patients. After all breaths are not yet taxed by the government.
Our jobs are so easy that relatives threatening and beating adds to the happiness. We are morons to object to that.
We should learn from government how to care for poor and not think we are doing good work in arranging free camps for kind politicians. It is foolish of us to go to rural areas and help during natural calamities when government has commendable schemes and highly equipped hospitals promised for the same.

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—Dr. Medha Bhave, MBBS, MS, DNB Surgery, MCh, DNB Plastic Surgery

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