Report of 9 Jan 2016
Hello from bright, breezy Chennai and Happy New Year!
We are well and hope the same with you. A husband is adjusting laundry, a son is showering and we will soon go see the finals of the Aircel Chennai Open, where Stan Wawrinka will take on a rather athletic and young tennis player named Borna Coric. I wonder if these relatively unrecognised names will go on to become big later. Stan W has been coming for 5 or more years, Nadal came a few years ago and we have a new crop of exciting players, showing us world-class tennis. It has been a joy watching these players all week, when even the initial rounds produced fine tennis.
What does one share at these events, apart from an appreciation for excellent sport? Viruses and bacteria. So, I have been plying myself with hot fluids and Ricola, the panacea for sore throats and colds.
Work has been fine. One of our patients, Ms. X, came in shivering one day; she has been admitted at Kovalam, which we do when the situation appears critical. My hands are not the biggest, but I could wrap my fingers around this lady's upper arm: she was emaciated and had a raging fever of 104 degrees. The mother stated that nothing had been done for her at the Banyan. I simply abhor such unwarranted criticism, and asked our community workers for collateral; they stated that the mother was wont to blame us for everything and has historically not given her daughter the medicines for her mental illness, also. I was irate, and let the mother have it; yes, speaking gently is an option but not for arrogant individuals. I told her that she should have done her part in bringing X to us earlier and several other things; the mother was not the least fazed and went about her business after the visit was over. As it has turned out, X has leptospirosis and we are treating her. She is better, and I am grateful: there is a Biblical phrase along the lines of "Blessed are the meek ...," which I am often reminded of as we treat the mentally ill or mentally challenged or folks with special needs. I am not a religious person, but these words ring a bell off and on. Truly, this is a position of privilege.
Naren has been off making work contacts. Navin is well, we think; we will try to Skype later today. Scott is his usual wonderful self.
We hope the best for you in the New Year, and beyond. Happy 2016!
Unw -
R
We are well and hope the same with you. A husband is adjusting laundry, a son is showering and we will soon go see the finals of the Aircel Chennai Open, where Stan Wawrinka will take on a rather athletic and young tennis player named Borna Coric. I wonder if these relatively unrecognised names will go on to become big later. Stan W has been coming for 5 or more years, Nadal came a few years ago and we have a new crop of exciting players, showing us world-class tennis. It has been a joy watching these players all week, when even the initial rounds produced fine tennis.
What does one share at these events, apart from an appreciation for excellent sport? Viruses and bacteria. So, I have been plying myself with hot fluids and Ricola, the panacea for sore throats and colds.
Work has been fine. One of our patients, Ms. X, came in shivering one day; she has been admitted at Kovalam, which we do when the situation appears critical. My hands are not the biggest, but I could wrap my fingers around this lady's upper arm: she was emaciated and had a raging fever of 104 degrees. The mother stated that nothing had been done for her at the Banyan. I simply abhor such unwarranted criticism, and asked our community workers for collateral; they stated that the mother was wont to blame us for everything and has historically not given her daughter the medicines for her mental illness, also. I was irate, and let the mother have it; yes, speaking gently is an option but not for arrogant individuals. I told her that she should have done her part in bringing X to us earlier and several other things; the mother was not the least fazed and went about her business after the visit was over. As it has turned out, X has leptospirosis and we are treating her. She is better, and I am grateful: there is a Biblical phrase along the lines of "Blessed are the meek ...," which I am often reminded of as we treat the mentally ill or mentally challenged or folks with special needs. I am not a religious person, but these words ring a bell off and on. Truly, this is a position of privilege.
Naren has been off making work contacts. Navin is well, we think; we will try to Skype later today. Scott is his usual wonderful self.
We hope the best for you in the New Year, and beyond. Happy 2016!
Unw -
R
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