This has happened in early eighties. There is a village, 15KM from a second grade
Indian town. The town bus makes two
trips, one in the morning and other in the evening. The village did not have a qualified medical
practitioner until Dr. Sujay had started his clinic. Coming from a poor family, pressurized to
earn Sujay opted to practice in the village so that he can serve and settle
down in practice early. He was welcomed
by villagers who were until then were treated by RMP (quack).
Sujay had to start his clinic in single room. This is ‘L’ shaped room. Those days disposable syringes were not
known. Glassvan (glass) syringes were
used. These syringes after use are
washed and reused after sterilization by autoclaving (big hospitals) or simply
boiling (clinics). Dr. Sujay had kerosene
stove on which he would boil the syringes and wash them with boiling water and
reuse after boiling. The doctor has arranged his table and chair in front of
entrance. This would give him a chance
of having view of the street and people walking could also see the doctor and
inform villagers about his presence. The
doctor stayed for five hours – 9AM to 2PM . This was extended when patients continued to
come. After 2PM , after the last patient, he simply put down the stove,
takes his bag and buzz out to home in the town.
In the clinic there are two benches for patients to sit, if
somebody is too weak, they can as well lie down and others would adjust on a
single bench or sit down on the floor. Sujay
started his clinic immediately after internship. He was young, friendly and considerate. This had made him dear to the villagers. Many would come tell their complaints and
take tablets for relief. For this they
never paid. In the village practice,
doctor is paid only if an injection is given.
Examining the patient and writing down prescription means nothing. It does not deserve any payment. Even now this practice continues in villages.
On that eventful day, as usual, Sujay had come to his clinic,
all the way greeting villagers, young and old.
People who are waiting told him “doctor I will come after half an hour
or I will bring my ---- you will be there no”, and moved along. By the time he reached his clinic the owner
of the room cleaned it and made the patients sit. She often sits there and watches doctor do
his work, chit chats with patients and comforts them with soothing words. She
is a widow, aged about 50 years and lives separately from her only son living
in the immediate neighborhood.
As the doctor came in, people started talking.
“What doctor, today you are late”
“I am waiting here for past one hour. I am the first to come. So see me first”
“My son has high fever; he did not go to school, please see
him soon and send”
Hearing all this Sujay had lighted the stove. Put the vessel with water on it. Put few syringes in it to boil. He adjusted things and medicines in various
boxes on his table, took out his stethoscope and BP apparatus, hung the
stethoscope around his neck. As he was
doing all this he was responding to patients talk.
“Now, now don’t worry, just two minutes. I will see you all fast, write good
medicines. Let the water boil. I can give injections. Raju missed his school, I will give him
injection he will attend school. Now
it’s over. You said you have come
first. Come on sit here on this
stool”. The stool is just beside his
chair. Behind him is table with stove
and syringes boiling.
He examined him gave him some tablets and told how to
use. He asked him to swallow one of the
tablets (to observe any allergic reaction) and sit until syringes are
boiled. Then one after other he was
examining patients, giving injection and some tablets; sometimes giving tablets
to the accompanying person also who complained of symptoms and asked for
tablets, refusing any examination to avoid fee, and take tablets one or two
freely.
“Saar , I have body aches, give yellow
injection. It works well for me”,
Rajaiah a labourer and alcoholic who frequently visits doctor came and dictated
his treatment.
“O Rajaiah, why don’t you stop drinking that arrack? You need not come to me for these injections. Instead you can eat eggs or mutton.” Sujay said as he was examining another
patient.
“Saar , I work whole day. Without arrack I can’t sleep. Give some tablets for numbness in my limbs”.
“OK, sit. Let me see these patients who have come
already”.
“Arey Sheenu, what happened to you”, Rajaiah asked a
youngster who was already sitting there.
He also sat on the other side of a bench where there was some place to
sit.
“I am having fever for the past two days uncle. RMP Chandranna gave two injections yesterday
and day before. No effect. So I came to Sujay doctor”.
“Arey what Chandranna knows is nothing. This Saar is really
good. He has healing touch. You take one injection. Next day you will run.”
Sheenu or Srinivas is young man who has studied till 5th
class and took up agriculture. He
generally visits village quack who is his friend. When that treatment doesn’t work he will
visit other doctors. Now he was
suffering from cough and fever. When it was his turn he went and sat on the
stool by the side of the doctor.
“So your name is Sheenu, I think it is Srinivas, what is
your age”
“22years sir. I am
having fever sir. Cough is really
troubling me. Give me something that
works fast.”
The patient was
coughing without covering his mouth, droplets polluting entire room. Sujay turned the patients head to a side and
auscultated his chest. He could
understand the severity of infection. He
decided to give antibiotic injection.
In those days penicillin was regarded as panacea for all
infections. It was really a wonder
drug. The main draw back is the serious
allergic reactions, sometimes killing the patient instantly. Whenever penicillin is given, history is
taken, whether patient had taken penicillin injection previously. If they had taken it was given, otherwise
when it was essential to give penicillin injection, a test dose is given to
know allergy. If the patient tolerated,
it was given. Sujay asked, “Sheenu did
you take penicillin injection previously?”
“Yes sir. I took it”.
“OK. Then I will give
you that”.
Sujay loaded penicillin in a syringe and gave it into arm.
He withdrew the needle and was about to wash the syringe with boiling
water. Just then the boy slumped.
Sujay left the syringe on the table and bent down to lift
the boy.
“Hey, what happened?
Please you all get up from this bench.
Help me let the boy lay on the table.
Allow some fresh air. Just move
away”.
Sujay understood that it was allergic reaction to
penicillin. He was thinking, talking and
doing everything he can and should do.
Patients pulse was feeble and patient was unconscious. Sujay’s pulse was
bounding, he could hear his heart beat, instead of lub dub it was just dub dub
thumping. He put a book under the legs
of the patient. With shaking hands he
gave corticosteroid injection intravenously as another patient Rajaiah helped
him. He asked another accompanying
person to open the IVset from its cover as he took out the saline bottle and
fixed the set and connected to the needle already in the vein by giving
injection. He hung the bottle to a nail
on the wall. He watched the pulse
again. It was still feeble and patient
appeared unconscious breathing laboriously.
He took the adrenaline vial took 1/2cc of it and diluted with distilled
water and gave 1/2cc subcutaneously. Watched pulse again. Patient’s breathing was slowly getting
normalised. He checked the BP. It was very low. He again repeated another dose of adrenaline. Increasing the flow of saline flowing, Sujay
wet with sweating once again looked for pulse, though it was fast it was
feeling better, BP near recording normal, and Sheenu breathing normally.
People on the road also came in and started talking,
“What happened?
Injection reaction?”
“Patient will live or die?
Don’t leave the doctor.”
“Doctors are commercial, they just want to give injection
and take money, don’t have any service motto.”
“This doctor is good.
He gives injection only when required.
He treated so many serious conditions.”
People talked as they liked.
Rajaiah was trying to help the doctor as asked. He was doing his best in helping the
doctor.
“Saar asked him whether he had taken
injection and then only gave it. It is
not his fault.”
As all this was going Sheenu gained consciousness.
“Eyy, Sheenu how are you feeling?” Sujay asked on seeing Sheenu opening his
eyes. He once again checked the
condition of patient and knew that the crisis was over. He gained some confidence, and asked people
surrounding to move away and allow fresh air.
He said the boy is fine to all and asked them to move out. In another 15-20 minutes everything had
become normal. IV fluid was almost
over. Sheenu looked around.
“Sheenu, you said you have taken penicillin previously. You had such severe reaction!”
“Previously also I had the same problem after taking the
injection sir”, Sheenu answered coolly.
“WHAAAT? Why did you
not tell me? My god! It was such a serious reaction. You are saved. Never ever take penicillin or any related
medicine in future.” Sujay said in a raised voice.
When Sheenu was about
to get up and sit, Sujay asked him to lie down for some more time. Keeping an
eye on him Sujay disposed other patients.
Rajaiah was given his yellow injection (B-Complex). Some pain killers were also given. He paid the doctor.
“Arey Sheenu, Go home carefully. If I see your father I will send him.”
Rajaiah said as he left the clinic.
After an hour of observation and after checking the general
condition, Sheenu was asked to go home. He was given some tablets for fever and
cough syrup. By then his father had come.
He was told that Sheenu had serious reaction to penicillin injection and
he should never ever take it again in life.
Though Sujay sent the patient home and he returned to his
home, he was worried about the patient as he was having abnormally increased
pulse rate, the side effect of the anti-reaction injection. In fact, the next day he was afraid to go the
village alone. So he took his friend
along with him for support in case things turned worse. Fortunately patient had become alright, his
fever was less, and was feeling better.
Sujay wrote him some more medicines for further treatment.
Every doctor might face such critical situation many times
in their life. In such conditions if
patient could not be saved, doctor feels so depressed as to give up practice
for ever. But once the stress is
overcome doctor will again be ready to face challenge with added experience.
After this incident Sujay had made it a practice to ask if
patient had any problem after taking any injection or tablet.