Dear Fellow Members,
First, I have to thank Hari Prabhakar, for introducing me to Drs. Nandakumar
Menon and Shylaja Menon. They are the one who established the Adivasi Hospital in Gudalur.
Hari, a Johns Hopkins undergraduate student has developed a
great rapport with them and the hospital staff. Hari
is the one responsible for unveiling the mystery of sickle cell disease in this
population. He spends all his vacation time at Menon's place in Gudalur in
serving and researching this population. Though he is younger than my children
he has become my inspiration for me to visit this Adivasi
(Ancient Tribal) Hospital during my visit to Chennai and Vavipalayam.
After our site visit in Vavipalayam-
Coimbatore, we left at about 4 pm by car to Gudalur.
The only short route was to climb the Ooty hill to
go down into Gudalur via the Mudumalai
forest. We were warned and discouraged by our relatives who advised us to
skip the trip to Gudalur, because of the bad road
conditions and the risks involved, but we were determined to visit this
hospital. As informed the roads were bumpy, treacherous and terrible, it
took 5 hours to reach Gudalur instead of usual 3
to 4 hours. We reached Menons place at
around 9.30 PM. It was pitch dark and appeared goofy
until we entered Menons house.
Our hosts greeted and treated us well with a nice
dinner and we were chatting for a while. Dr. Nandakumar
Menon is a surgeon with specialization in hand
surgery and Dr. Shylaja Menon
is an OB/GYN, both completed the training in USA and was in practice in USA for few years. In 1987 they came
to a realization and decided to move and direct their service in
an under served rural area in India. They chose Gudalur
tribal area were there was a
desperate need for doctors. Currently there are 15,000 tribes in this area, the life expectancy of this population is 40 to
45. These innocent tribes have been essentially driven into the deep
forest by the proliferating civilization around, pushing them
to hunger, poverty and death. Menons entry
into this area has obviously lighted a bright future for this
population who were once in verge of extinction.
It was 11.30 pm when we went to bed. The plan for the
next day was to visit the hospital, the tribal training center and the
elementary and middle school- all started by the Menons'!
Gudalur
Valley situated in the tri-junction of the three South Indian States of Tamilnadu, Kerala and Karnataka, it is the home of
over 25,000 Adivasis (Tribes). Five different tribes
viz. Paniyas (60 %), Bettakurumbas
(20%), Mullukurumbas (5%), Kattunaickens
(10%) and Irulas (5%) were
inhabiting this forested valley for many centuries. Displaced from their
own land by big Tea Estates, migrants from the plains and by Government
authorities, there population was dwindling down, when there were many good samaritans came to liberate and
help them. Though ultimately, they were partially able to assert their
political and social rights, their health care needs were not met until Drs. Shylaja and Nandakumar Menons landed in Gudalur, willing
to be part of the health program. Having the ideal combination of skills as Gynaecologist and Surgeon, they were what the "doctor
ordered" and the people were looking for ! Thus
was born the "Gudalur Adivasi
Hospital" (GAH), in 1990.
Drs. Menons' were on call 24/7 for
the first 7 years. They attended to outpatients, inpatients, made home visits
through the deep woods, up the hills and down in the valleys, did elective and
emergency surgeries, ran lab tests, typed and cross matched, gave blood transfusions,
besides training the tribes as health care workers. They trained
the tribal girls as nurses. It was a major cultural change for the
girls - from innocent village life to a three-shifts-a-day routine in the
hospital. Training had to start from elementary Maths
and English.These adivasi
nurses have become experts in conducting deliveries, in assisting both
these doctors in surgeries, in the general administration of the hospital,
in ordering and managing the drug stocks, in designing systems to monitor the
performance of the hospital and in analysing the
financial aspects of the hospital management.
Shylaja
and Nandakumar should be well known for
their hospitality, they have dedicated a well furnished room for their
guests. This is located in the middle of a massive library in the upstairs
of their home and there were at least 2000 books in that library. The
bed room was nice: cool, cozy and comfortable. The exhaustion
from our treacherous travel naturally put us to sleep and we
slept very well. At around 6.30 am I woke up listening to the feeble sounds
of birds, the room was still partially dark. I got up, walked gently
not to wake up my wife, moved the drapes to peek
through the closed see-through glass windows. The view was spectacular-
the green velvetty hill, trees, plantations under the
morning gentle sun, no sound or sight of civilization. Now, I understand
why this couple moved to Gudalur!
When I walked down to Kitchen, Shylaja
was already up, ready to go to the hospital. She made coffee for us. It
was there home grown coffee, still I can feel the
flavor and the taste in my mouth. She said she has an elective surgery to
do that morning, I was curious, I asked, "what kind of surgery? "Tubal ligation". I asked, "Who
gives anesthesia?" She said, " I do...epidural." Nandakumar walked into the kitchen, asking us whether
we were ready to go for a walk.
They have two German shepherds and two cats, all friendly
with each other and became friendly with us too. The dogs are
left loose in the night time to chase the animals (wild bore)
away from eating the vegetations in the garden. After chaining the
dogs we walked with the dogs through the Menons
2 acre property enjoying the sight of their coffee and tea
plantations, banana trees, lettuce garden, pond, flowering trees,
etc. As we stepped out to the street and passed through the people,
every person in the street respectfully saluted at Dr. Menon.
The people sitting in the bench in a petty shop stood up as we passed by
to show their respect. To me, it was like watching the movie,
Gandhi, I felt as if I am walking with Gandhi! It was a mile
long walk, half the way through Nandakumar says,
"next comes my treadmill stress test", there
I see an up hill street. I managed to pass the
test huffing and puffing. On return, the slope looked even steeper, it took a while for me to go down. Dr. Nandakumar had no problem he ran down like a kid.
He is about 4 years senior to me. I think 'Good'alur
should do good to health!
When we returned from our morning walk Shylaja
was ready to leave for the hospital. Ms.Gowri, Menons' daughter greeted us with a nice smile. She takes
care of the elementary school and teaches the children, she insisted us to
visit the school after the hospital visit. The lady cook gave
us hot dosa with sambar,
chuttni and we sipped another fresh home grown
coffee.
The Adivasi Hospital is about 300
feet from Menons residence. From the living
room of Menons house one can see the hospital.
It appears small from outside, but it has several facets. Since its
inception it has gone through constant expansion. The proximity of the hospital
to their home allows them to attend to any emergencies
immediately. Recently a tribe was brought in with a grievious injury secondary to an elephant attack with
profuse bleeding, Dr. Nandakumar saved his
life by an emergency surgery . I
was wonderting who would be the doctor for this
couple in this forest particularly if its
an emergency, when I asked them Shylaja answered,
"we treat each other". "One time he was
dehydrated from persistent vomiting, I gave him IV fluids here
at home and he got alright" and laughed and said, "he ate too
much of Jack fruit!"
It is a 20 bedded hospital basically catering to the
tribes, there are 250 deliveries performed every year and it is increasing
year after year, it has a special care nursery for new born babies,
operating room, lab to perform cytology, basic chemistry, electrophoresis, new
born screening for sickle cell, T&C for transfusions, pharmacy is
managed by nurses with all kinds of medicines from Aspirin
to Zantac.
The entrance of the hospital greets with the Board that
reminded me of Hari Prabhakar.