Home Visits, Warm Hearts

Dr. Anjan Roy, a devoted young physician in his early thirties, was committed to revolutionizing geriatric care. Beyond his responsibilities at a renowned hospital, he dedicated himself to offering home healthcare to elderly patients frequently overlooked by society.

Among his regular patients were Mr. and Mrs. Sharma, an elderly couple living in a quaint apartment in the bustling city of Ranchi. Mr. Sharma, a retired school principal, was a man of few words but carried wisdom and grace in his demeanour. Mrs. Sharma, once a vibrant homemaker, now spent her days reading and reminiscing about the past. Their son, Rajesh, had moved to the United States years ago for better career opportunities, and their daughter, Priya, was married and settled in Bangalore.

Every month, Dr. Arjun would visit the Sharmas for their health checkup and medical consultations. He knew how lonely it could get for elderly couples whose children were far away, and he made sure to spend extra time with them, not just as their doctor but as a friend.

One sunny morning, Dr. Arjun arrived at the Sharmas’ apartment. Mrs. Sharma greeted him with a warm smile and invited him in. “Arjun beta, it’s so good to see you. Come, have some tea.”

“Thank you, Aunty. How are you both feeling today?” Arjun asked, setting his medical bag on the dining table.

Mr. Sharma, sitting in his favourite armchair, responded with a slight chuckle, “Getting old is not easy, Arjun. But we are managing, thanks to you.”

Dr. Arjun began his routine checkup, measuring their blood pressure, checking their pulse, and reviewing their medications. He noticed Mrs. Sharma seemed a bit more tired than usual. “Aunty, are you feeling more fatigued lately?” he inquired gently.

Mrs. Sharma nodded. “Yes, beta. I’ve been feeling more tired, and my knees ache more than before.”

Dr. Arjun made a note in his journal and said, “I’ll adjust your medication slightly. Also, some light exercises can help. I’ll show you a few simple ones.”

After the checkup, Dr. Arjun sat down with the Sharmas for tea. They talked about various things—Mr. Sharma’s days as a principal, Mrs. Sharma’s favourite recipes, and their children.

“Rajesh called last night,” Mrs. Sharma said, her eyes lighting up. “He’s doing well but misses us a lot. Priya also calls regularly. She’s busy with her kids but always makes time for us.”

Dr. Arjun smiled, knowing how much these calls meant to them. “I’m sure they both think of you all the time. Technology can bridge distances, but it’s still hard being away from loved ones.”

As he was leaving, Dr. Arjun handed them a list of the exercises he had mentioned. “I’ll be back next month. In the meantime, try these exercises and let me know if there’s any change in how you’re feeling. And don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything.”

The Sharmas thanked him warmly. “You’re like a son to us, Arjun. We’re so grateful for your care.”

Dr. Arjun felt a sense of fulfillment as he walked back to his car. He knew he couldn’t replace the presence of their children, but he was determined to provide the best care and companionship he could.

As the months passed, Dr. Arjun’s visits continued, each time bringing a sense of comfort and reassurance to the Sharmas. He became a vital part of their lives, a bridge between their past and present, helping them navigate the challenges of old age with dignity and grace. And in return, he found a family in them, discovering the profound joy of giving and receiving love in the simplest yet most meaningful ways.