She ela could barely walk the three steps across our clinic threshold without gasping for air. She was in her late thirties, pale, fragile, and drowning in her own lungs. Beside her, half-carrying her frame, was her husband, David, thin, exhausted, with dark hollows beneath his eyes. Eight years earlier, just after the birth of their second child, her immune system had turned on itself. The diagnosis was systemic lupus erythematosus. Within two years, it had destroyed her kidneys. “From the time we got the SLE, we would visit the government hospital clinic every month. We even made friends among other young women her age and their spouses” said David. Through the years they saw several of their SLE-sisters slowly fade away with kidney disease, go on dialysis, and ultimately die within a few years. Even before she developed kidney disease, she knew what could eventually happen. “Nothing is more horrible than waiting for the inevitable to happen to you. We would ...
Three years ago I read a novella “Yaanai Doctor” (Elephant doctor) in Tamil, by Jeyamohan. It is a heartwarming and deeply moving narrative of the life of Dr. V. Krishnamurthy, a forest department veterinary surgeon who dedicated his life to conservation and treatment of wild elephants in south India. The book moved me deeply through its arresting narrative style and the inspiring tribute that it paid to a humble unsung hero. Dr. V.K ‘s beautiful journey with the elephants in the forest and the way they understand, respect and love him felt inspiring. The book stood for ‘empathetic science’, scientific knowledge laced with compassionate empathy for all life forms. Though I read the book long ago, the feeling that it gave me never left me. Today, I received the book “Echoes from the Atoll: Inside India’s first TB-free islands” which I had ordered a week ago. Written by Dr. Rakesh P.S., my dear friend, the book is published by Clever Fox Publishing, Chennai. Rakesh sent me a messag...