Greetings from Bangalore Baptist Hospital.
Thank you for your continued support. So, what does your giving accomplish? More than you can imagine. Your giving helps an older adult see his loving cousin clearly after a long time; a woman with mental illness darns and quilts her life, and a young man addicted to alcohol spreads layers of bricks to strengthen his life. We hope you’d enjoy reading the stories.
Crystal clear cousin
Thanks to you, Thimmarayappah celebrates his new vision with his loving cousin. He is no longer scared that he will triple hurt himself or not clearly spot the infectious smile of his cousin with whom he has so many years of a loving relationship. Simple cataract surgery with your support has spruced the ties with the cousin. There's so much that these two catch up on daily.
For the poor, putting food on the table often precedes health care. So, paying attention to the dimness in the eye takes a back seat. But when donors like you give, you turn little moments into cherished memories. Thank you.
Healers of my heart
She calls us 'healers of her heart'. We healed her mind and heart when she was troubled. "I had no sleep in the night. I wanted to leave everyone and run out of the house. I couldn't concentrate on anything -I made many mistakes in my tailoring and lost all my clients,” she recalls her painful past.
She's been with our wellness team for the past six months. No longer anxious, with no sign of palpitation, she has interlaced confidence and determination in her skills. Now, many of her lost clients throng her house with stitching orders.
Mental health is a hush matter even in the cities. And in the villages, it’s mostly hidden under the carpet. Our Wellness camps and clinics help the community understand that mental health is an illness we can overcome with counselling and medications.
Well spread life
Shivakumar took to alcohol when he was 16 years. His widowed mother, who had also lost another son, had to deal with Shivakumar's alcoholic behaviour. His addiction worsened, and the physical, mental, and emotional abuse he unleashed became more intense.
A 10-day residential deaddiction camp gave him the confidence to work on his abstinence. He regularly attended meetings arranged by Alcoholic Anonymous groups to stay clean.
Working as a mason, he not only builds solid houses but secures a better future for himself too. "This is the best life I can have. I am earning, and my mother is happy. We eat good food and recently I bought clothes for my mother. And next year, I hope to get married," says the joyful Shivakumar.
A residential deaddiction camp in villages is rare. And we are glad that we are filling this gap and transforming many in the villages.
Padamma and Pilligowda have been our patients for the past ten years. “We do not want to go to any other clinic. We feel we are part of a family. The doctors at the hospital near our village speak our language, and we are comfortable,” appreciated both.
Regular checks on their health by our healthcare workers and their routine visits to our Mother Theresa Hospital in the village help them stay healthy. “If you do not care for our health, we wouldn’t be working in our field. If we work only, there will be food on the table,” they say.
Healthcare at their doorstep in the villages saves many lives. From a headache to severe complications, we guide them through diagnosis, medications, and referrals to our hospital in the city. Without our presence in the villages, the community must travel to the nearest town to get treatment, which has travel, money, and time implications.
Bagyalakshmi is a fighter. Fighter from her young days. She has been mothering her nine siblings since her mother passed away when she was young. And when she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, she knew she had to fight it back. After her surgery and recovery, she’s back to her art store, where she paints and makes name boards.
“I need to earn. I have one more sister whom I must give in marriage. Then my duty is over,” she says as a matter of fact. What about you? We ask her. “My life? I have dedicated it to my family and now to art. Now you have come into my life—your medications relieve my pain. I don’t need to go to a hospital because you are coming to my doorstep. You and the art console me,” says Bagyalakshmi.
With our Palliative Care in villages, we listen, pause, and gently take them along to gracefully accept reality. Sometimes they wait for our team, especially those living alone, to talk and smile so that they forget their pain and agony. We aim to give them a painless and dignified life.
Again, thank you for all you do for our community. You are a part of their lives too.
Healers of my heart
Shivakumar spreads heaps of joy to his life
Crystal clear cousin (on left)