STRAIGHT FROM THE GUT
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This blog site came out as my project of randomly interviewing my patients and getting their stories. I found that all of these ordinary people have extraordinary stories to tell and for me to listen. Today’s malady often is the end result of a story that happened in the remote past. But most of all, every one has a story to tell if you listen carefully and healing lies in the storytelling and story listening. These stories prove no one is human, but all humans are Super Humans!
March is Colon Cancer Prevention Awareness Month
Colon cancer is one of the leading causes of cancer deaths in the world, but the good news is that it can be prevented through …
Boro Amma- The Great Mother & Story of Motherhood
Morning of October 1942, Chittagong, British Colonial India Chittagong was a sleepy, largely agrarian town, still languishing in the backwaters of the British East Indian Colony. As the early winter fog was still hesitantly floating in the air, …
Saying Goodbye to My Best Friend..
Never did I ever know silence, quietness and peacefulness as Abdullah demonstrates in his deathbed could be so painful, ….
Bosnian Genocide in Medical Practice
Yesterday I visited Emete, he was paralyzed, seated in a wheel chair accompanied by his wife who brought him to my office. I have known this man since the early days of my practice: he is a refugee …
Connecting with Patients, Humans
I was in a phone consult yesterday, a phenomenon that had taken shape in the Covid era. Many of our patients prefer to “visit” us over phone or over FaceTime or Google or some other platforms. She was …
My Story
I am a physician, a gastroenterologist. What I do is take care of the patients who are suffering from Gastrointestinal or digestive problems. Someone might come to be for reflux problems, someone for ulcer pain, and someone for …
I Hate Trains
In the 1940s as the world was in turmoil with the drumbeats of war, as the Nazis were consolidating power in the center of Europe, the rural America and in the heart of Texas many were still living …
Saying Thank You to Patients
The year was 1990. I was in Detroit, Michigan working as a resident physician in Internal Medicine. Detroit was dilapidated, its old structures were crumbling, boarded up unkempt houses in neighborhoods once humming with life were now empty, …