Summer in Kolkata is perhaps one of the experiences that you should definitely have once in your life. It feels like the sun is shining right over your head (hairless one in my case). The humidity hovering around 90s makes things very bad and running into a shade for respite never helps. As I entered the OPD today on one of these sticky Kolkatan days, the fan seemed to have some personal agenda against me. I am sure that the fan was rotating at not more than 100 RPM (lol!!) and maybe it was adding on to the heat more than reducing it. The aftermath of this was obvious: Hooghly had changed its course and was flowing down my (extended) forehead and joining its tributaries from other parts of my anatomy and not going into the graphic details.....I was drenched in my own sweat. Four and a half hour of mayhem followed and in the midst of a feverish serving of steriods in various forms and doses, a hot cup of tea was served to us. Temp-39 degrees, humidity >90%, and of course the fan at 100 RPM, and a hot cup of day: Totally made my day!! And by the end of the OPD, I encountered this very interesting chap from Bihar who seemed to tell everything under the sun except about his illness.
He started like this: 4 years back I was working in the field, we grow 5 tonnes of rice every year and sell it in the local mandi, the production has been reasonably good for the last 4 years due to good Monsoon. I am hoping it will be the same this year. My son goes to school and is in class 5................................... At the first break he took , I peeked into the front sheet of the OPD ticket to ensure that he had not strolled in from the Psych OPD. Unfortunately he was Nephrotic and he was probably venting out his inability to have salt for all these years by making me lose more salt sitting under that stupid fan. Showing enormous patience (something which I have in very little "quantum"(this is a IPGMER parlance)), I tried to take the history and I finally gave up. And as it goes when a self respecting physician doesn't understand what to do I wrote down:
Adv: REPEAT ALL!!
He started like this: 4 years back I was working in the field, we grow 5 tonnes of rice every year and sell it in the local mandi, the production has been reasonably good for the last 4 years due to good Monsoon. I am hoping it will be the same this year. My son goes to school and is in class 5................................... At the first break he took , I peeked into the front sheet of the OPD ticket to ensure that he had not strolled in from the Psych OPD. Unfortunately he was Nephrotic and he was probably venting out his inability to have salt for all these years by making me lose more salt sitting under that stupid fan. Showing enormous patience (something which I have in very little "quantum"(this is a IPGMER parlance)), I tried to take the history and I finally gave up. And as it goes when a self respecting physician doesn't understand what to do I wrote down:
Adv: REPEAT ALL!!


