Madhu T
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Was reflecting on my long professional journey starting from medical school till now. Dwelled,contemplated, analysed and wrote. A long read. I’ve spent decades delivering babies in a standalone maternity home. Hands on, every case, every decision mine. People ask how I maintain the emotional connection obstetrics demands without burning out. The answer is simpler than it sounds. Delivering babies is my hobby. Patients pay me for it. I get to play with newborns before anyone else can. Before parents, before family, I’m the first human they encounter. That joy is real, not performed. It renews itself with every delivery. But outcomes don’t always cooperate with intentions. Babies die. Mothers hemorrhage. IUGR declares too late. The universe operates on probabilities, not my aspirations. Early in my career, bad outcomes haunted me differently. I carried them forward, let them contaminate the next case. I agonized, second guessed, performed suffering as if my pain could retroactively change what happened. Then I learned the only question that matters: Did I do everything humanly possible? I answer it honestly. If yes, I close the case. If no, I identify the gap and fix it. No rumination, no endless replay, no carrying ghosts into the labor room. This isn’t callousness. It’s survival. The next woman in labor deserves my full presence, not my preoccupation with last month’s tragedy. The truth is, successful deliveries don’t teach much. They’re just validation. It’s the failures that build you. Every error of judgment, every missed red flag, every ignored gut feeling, every lapse in foresight has taught me clinical and psychological skills no textbook can provide. Each bad outcome recalibrated something. My threshold for intervention. My pattern recognition. My willingness to trust instinct over protocol. My understanding of when chaos is normal and when it’s a warning. It’s like driving on Indian roads. Successful trips don’t teach you anything. The near misses, the actual crashes, the moments your assumptions failed, those force you to update your mental model. After enough of them, you develop reflexes that can’t be taught in driving school. I’ve accumulated enough evidence over a very long career to trust my judgment now. Not because I’m infallible, but because I’ve failed enough times to know my limits. I know what I can control and what I can’t. I know when I’m sharp and when I’m compromised. That self knowledge is what allows me to ask the question, answer it truthfully, and close the case. I’ve earned that capacity the hard way. Through actual stakes, real consequences, honest reflection, and enough repetition to see patterns emerge from chaos. The strength doesn’t come from avoiding failure. It comes from learning and course correcting from it. Every bad outcome either reveals a gap I can fix or confirms a limit I must accept. Either way, it makes me better. This is antifragility in clinical practice. Not just surviving disorder, but gaining from it. Building judgment that can’t exist without the scars. So when people ask how I stay emotionally present through nine months of someone’s most vulnerable moments without drowning in the weight of it, the answer is this: I’ve been broken enough times to know how to rebuild. And every rebuild made the structure stronger. The patients who trust me with their pregnancies are benefiting from every case that went wrong before them. From every mistake I made and owned. From every limit I crashed against and accepted. That’s the only way this work stays sustainable. Not by pretending failures don’t hurt, but by extracting every lesson they offer and moving forward sharper than before. #lifelessons #failure #success
NEVER flying Indigo again! My recent flight from Bangalore to Delhi turned into a nightmare that I hope no one else has to experience! I am not going to leave it here. @IndiGo6E needs to be held accountable for the pathetic downfall in its service! Here’s what went down:
Just your everyday sight in Stadiums in India. Containers of HGH (Human Growth Hormone) , EPO (Erythropoietin) , steroids discarded near Ransi stadium in Pauri Garhwal sent to me by an athlete. All banned substances. Don't think there are many areas untouched by doping.
Star Health employee offers direct illegal API access to full customer medical records for $43,000; then stiffs buyer, asking $150k because 'senior management' wants a cut, buyer then promptly blows the whistle in retaliation. How incompetent could you be at white collar crime?
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