When i first read about the death of Rupali Sharma and another unknown patient due to negligence at FortisHospital, Noida, my blood boiled. These doctors should be charged with murder, not medical negligence. I posted about it on the blog and hoped that at least some people will decide against Fortis, or at least spread the word. Personally, i would not like to take someone i love to these doctors. I may go to the hospital itself but not to these doctors. EVER.
And today, i am happy to report that, there are more and more people googling to find out about the case - its gone VIRAL! So , dear Readers, please.. do your bit.. spread the word.
we, who live in chains , should not ever talk about freedom like we own it or even like we are hurt if someone else does not ask for it.
we, who live in chains coated in club memberships and "own" houses chauffeur driven cars and protected addresses have no right to complain about unprotected hearts left around to dry in the sun. Abandoned, in every sense of the word.
We, who live in chains should not try to breathe too loud lest the sighs escape the genial laughter and spill onto the tarmac of the personal helipads.
When i first read this poem, i was struck by that expression - Love in Small Change.. it has stayed with me over the years and haunted me no end.. here it is again.. the original Love in Small Change..
There is a house now far away where once I received love……. That woman died, The house withdrew into silence, snakes moved Among books, I was then too young To read, and my blood turned cold like the moon ... How often I think of going There, to peer through blind eyes of windows or Just listen to the frozen air, Or in wild despair, pick an armful of Darkness to bring it here to lie Behind my bedroom door like a brooding Dog…you cannot believe, darling, Can you, that I lived in such a house and Was proud, and loved…. I who have lost My way and beg now at strangers’ doors to Receive love, at least in small change? - Kamala Das
Started my day with this. Sad, and yet, one is so used to medical negligence that one is not even surprised any more. And am not sure which is more sad - the deaths or our absolute lack of surprise at them. I think its the latter. *********************
Please forward to all.
With deep regret I want to inform you the demise of my wife Rupali Sharma on 17th July due to post operative complication after brain surgery.
I would also like to bring to your notice how private hospitals like FORTIS are robbing people of their life and money. Please be very careful while dealing with such hospitals. Find below the details of my experience with Fortis Noida.
My wife age 29 ( occupation- trainer with HCL) was diagnosed with a non malignant brain tumor on 17th June2011. She did not have any major symptoms like headache, eye problem or vomiting. She was suggested surgery for removal of tumor. We took opinions from Max, Indo Gulf and finally decided on Fortis because of the good reputation of Dr. A K Singh.
Doctors did not make us aware that it is a very complicated surgery and said that there are only incidental risks. "Amount of risk involved is same as the risk when you come from your home to hospital"
On the date of admission I pointed out several times that my wife was having severe cough and cold. It was ignored by doctors saying "Everything is perfect". Later on Dr Sanjay Gupta admitted that this could have led to infection.How could they ignore it? Moreover the doctor preponed the surgery by one day because he had to go outside India.We were totally unaware of that. Why did not they postpone the surgery instead?
From day one the team did not have any consensus on how the tumor will be removed. They said that they will try from nose first , if not they will cut open the skull. On the day of operation (8th July)they said after 5 hrs that they could not extract tumor through nose so .. they will open the skull. My dear wife had to go through both the procedures. The whole operation took 12 hrs.
Post operative care is pathetic. Why was my wife given sandwich and chole chawal in ICU after next day of such a major surgery?My wife vomitted on 13 July morning and was drowsy. We immediately alarmed the doctors on duty. But they ignored the situation saying that everything is normal. In the evening she was perspiring, We again alarmed doctors on duty but no action was taken. If the doctors have been proactive they could have saved my wife.
By 14th morning the condition had deteriorated and doctors took her to ICU and put her on ventilator saying it is not required but as a precaution they were doing it.The worst part is that senior doctors A K Singh and Sanjeev Dua went out of country on that day. We tried to reach them through various means but they were not available for next 3 days. (How could they leave two patients in such a serious condition?There was another patient with similar case in ICU who also died )
Doctors who were available ( Vikas Gupta, Bundela, Sanjay Gupta ) acted like bunch of idiots. They could not diagnose the problem and condition deteriorated every day. There was total lack of leadership and no team work at all. Each doctor gave a different reason for the problem ( lung infection, hypo perfusion, brain infection none of which was confirmed by the time of death). On 14th July, doctors were saying that there is lung infection but they had not called any lung specialist. It is only when we suggested , they called an expert? Why did not they call the experts on their own?
On 16th July Dr. Vivek Chawla was instructed to update us the condition by 7:00 am in morning. However we were not informed till 11:00 Am that she had a cardiac arrest at 4:00 am. My wife's cousin (who is a doctor in AIIMS) visited Fortis Neuro ICU on 17th July , he told me that my wife was already dead. After he left , hospital declared dead my wife. Otherwise they would have continued with ventilator for god knows how many days. One of the lady doctor in ICU very shamefully admitted that there was negligence on part of doctors.
The hospital has international standards in only the exorbitant rated they charge. They gave me an estimate of 2.5 lakhs to cure my wife and charged Rs 5.5 lakhs for her deadbody. We were never communicated that the charges had gone beyond the estimate. How could they expect us to deposit more than double the amount at the time of death on a Sunday evening?
There was no doctor from Neurosurgery team available when the death was declared. When we shouted at the authorities they were quick enough to call the police within minutes. But they could not get any doctor to confirm the cause of death or at least give a condolence message as a human gesture. We had to immediately arrange double the estimated cost, otherwise they would not give us the dead body.
We had a meeting with hospital management and team of doctors on 4th Aug. Where doctors accepted majority of our allegations. We demanded a return of the extra money paid and action against doctors. Director Mr Sukhmeet Sandhu assured a response by phone in two days. After 8 days we received a condolence message with no action.
Nowadays hospitals believe in profiteering even at the cost of life. There is no trasparency and they put people on ventilator even when it is not required. Very careless attitude of doctors, nurses and other staff. Again warning you against such malpractices.
Kindly request you to forward this mail to all your friends and relatives and request you to suggest me good lawyer/ agency who could help me in dealing with this situation.
Some relationships are like Coke.. they are sweet, hard hitting, full of gas, give u the caffeine high, but can turn toxic very quickly.
Some relationships are like cocktails.. they look sweet and innocent but are actually quite intoxicating.
Some others are like pure alcohol.. you know, when you take the first sip, that you're in it for the intoxication, and that it wont last too long. And sometimes, you get addicted to them and keep bobbing in and out of consciousness.
Some relationships are like canned fruit juices.. they appear to be very good for you but are, in fact, artifically sweetened.
And some lucky relationships are like water - tasteless, odorless, very imperceptible in your life, but as essential as water... and like water, they make up most of you.
When i was 16, my friend passed away.. she was a really good friend.. and her family was devastated. So was I. But her passing away taught me something really important. It taught me that there are no tomorrows.
The time to say "I love you" is today - every single today. The time to make the phone call is now, when you think of that friend. The time to help a person cross the road is when you see them, not another day. There is no other day.
And i learnt that 20 years later, no one will care if you were the smartest boss on the floor. But 20 years later, your child will remember the kiss that you ran out to plant on his cheek as he left for the school picnic. And 20 years later, he will also remember, the kiss that you were not there to plant....
For some reason, i m a terribly long sighted person....
In 100 years,no one will care if you were the first person to break the glass ceiling. But in 100 years, if you have been a good parent, aunt, grandmother, your love will still live through the people who will have learnt to love because they have been loved..
Every Teacher's Day, i pay a tribute to one of my teachers.. my dear Ritu.. this year, is for you.. for teaching me how fragile our todays are.. and that the only way to make them strong enough to last, is to behave as if each one was the last ever..
Addendum: I'm sorry.. i realised later that this post is judgemental and unfair. Lets rephrase: I learnt that whats important to ME is being there for the family. and I was wrong.. a good boss will be as well remembered as a good friend. A person who breaks the glass ceiling will also inspire many, many more women to go out and get their dreams.. i learnt what works for me, not what works for the rest of humanity.. :-)