Report of 19 July 2020
Good evening!
I am trying to stay awake long enough to get on a Zoom call with school friends in about 1.5 hours. Losing battle. Some people love Sundays to hang out. Sunday is a working day for me.
Hope all are well. The number of COVID cases in India is increasing. Some areas are very successful at handwashing, physical distancing and mask use; many of these success stories are headed by women. Other areas think the worst is over since the lockdown is over. I understand the U.S. is struggling with leadership and citizens who think the pandemic is interfering with their rights.
I had to take a phone call the other day from a friend's friend. Their colleague had had fever and a COVID test done and awaited results. The symptoms sounded like the test would be positive. The fever had not subsided and the patient was anxious; we talked and I urged Paracetamol (Acetaminophen) every 4th hour and lots of fluids. The next morning, the patient was better. Later that day, the test came back positive and the patient went off to get admitted, which I endorse: history of high blood pressure and obesity, which add to risk.
The Banyan is well. I was at work on Tuesday after hanging out with our children that morning. I did get dosais and then had many, many patients to see. The patient diagnosed with pneumonia had a slow recovery: when I was there, she refused to eat and looked puny. The program manager came to get me and we went to see her; she did not converse and I told the nurse to start IV fluids. A guava was produced and the patient immediately grabbed it and started eating, which was a sight to behold. She has continued to recover and I am still grateful to the specialist who prescribed the antibiotics. Last week, the patient even ate some chicken; we cannot afford to give chicken to all the patients, but those who are sick get what they need, which is the joy of the Banyan.
I was stricken to read of the death of Fahim Saleh. Successful innovators who do for their impoverished homelands in brilliant endeavors that alleviate poverty are few and far between, and Mr. Saleh's employee/murderer has stopped a visionary and marvellous thought process that - were it to have continued - would have helped many more millions of people.
We spoke to both our children and they are well. Some sassiness and snark did emerge during the call, but I remember my mother's advice never to curb our children's honesty. They are dealing with much: I know I never had to deal with a pandemic in my 20's. I spoke to my Dad this evening and we spoke of much, including the British surgeon who served in his village in the 1930's and how my father thought the surgeon was his uncle - not knowing any color or race distinction. It was a gentle and humorous conversation, full of nostalgia.
Stay well and safe, folks!
Unw -
R
I am trying to stay awake long enough to get on a Zoom call with school friends in about 1.5 hours. Losing battle. Some people love Sundays to hang out. Sunday is a working day for me.
Hope all are well. The number of COVID cases in India is increasing. Some areas are very successful at handwashing, physical distancing and mask use; many of these success stories are headed by women. Other areas think the worst is over since the lockdown is over. I understand the U.S. is struggling with leadership and citizens who think the pandemic is interfering with their rights.
I had to take a phone call the other day from a friend's friend. Their colleague had had fever and a COVID test done and awaited results. The symptoms sounded like the test would be positive. The fever had not subsided and the patient was anxious; we talked and I urged Paracetamol (Acetaminophen) every 4th hour and lots of fluids. The next morning, the patient was better. Later that day, the test came back positive and the patient went off to get admitted, which I endorse: history of high blood pressure and obesity, which add to risk.
The Banyan is well. I was at work on Tuesday after hanging out with our children that morning. I did get dosais and then had many, many patients to see. The patient diagnosed with pneumonia had a slow recovery: when I was there, she refused to eat and looked puny. The program manager came to get me and we went to see her; she did not converse and I told the nurse to start IV fluids. A guava was produced and the patient immediately grabbed it and started eating, which was a sight to behold. She has continued to recover and I am still grateful to the specialist who prescribed the antibiotics. Last week, the patient even ate some chicken; we cannot afford to give chicken to all the patients, but those who are sick get what they need, which is the joy of the Banyan.
I was stricken to read of the death of Fahim Saleh. Successful innovators who do for their impoverished homelands in brilliant endeavors that alleviate poverty are few and far between, and Mr. Saleh's employee/murderer has stopped a visionary and marvellous thought process that - were it to have continued - would have helped many more millions of people.
We spoke to both our children and they are well. Some sassiness and snark did emerge during the call, but I remember my mother's advice never to curb our children's honesty. They are dealing with much: I know I never had to deal with a pandemic in my 20's. I spoke to my Dad this evening and we spoke of much, including the British surgeon who served in his village in the 1930's and how my father thought the surgeon was his uncle - not knowing any color or race distinction. It was a gentle and humorous conversation, full of nostalgia.
Stay well and safe, folks!
Unw -
R
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