Holistic Detox

Princess Diana couldnt get enough of his treatments, Gwyneth Paltrow, Kate Moss and Sadie Frost raved about him incessantly...I was intrigued.
I read his book last year and was really impressed with his simple sensible healthy detox plan that I tried to adopt and then decided to see for myself this January what the hype was all about.
I was greeted by a receptionist who gave me the usual questionaire to fill out in most medical clinics...lifestyle, habits, medical history etc..There were shelves filled with his organic remedies and healthy food constituents.
I saw a girl walk in followed by a man who took a small vial of liquid added a few drops of something else from a jar, shake it and pass it on to her with words of encouragement and requesting to see her in two weeks time.
He then turned to me and smiled...In his crisp British Indian accent he introduced himself as Joshi and lead me up a narrow staircase to his airy office...very calm and relaxed we talked about my hectic lifestyle, my chronic insomnia and how I just needed to feel perkier after the insane past year I had.
After the discussion he advised me on a session of acupuncture and quite a healthy dose of his detox meds as well as continuing on his food advice. I was lead to a massgae table in the middle of the room and he placed the needles in my feet, my arms,my forehead and ears..surprisingly I didnt feel a thing..He left the room for a while whilst I had a Juliette Binoche lookalike therapist come in quietly to check on me..I was expecting to feel sudden tranquility or euphoria but disappointingly didnt.
After the session he led me downstairs with a load of his detox meds to suit each requirement he diagnosed and a sheet of advice on food with a stress on soya milk. We arranged a follow up appointment and he warmly set me off on my way.
As I walked down the street ten minutes later I felt like I was floating on air..literally..like all my blocked chakras internally were sparkly bursting bubbles..I went home took the herbal remedies and the next morning I was glowing.
I'm back on his detox today and its a good thing to do from time to time..his clinic now has introduced in conjunction a very lavish gym for yoga and other chakra relaxing work with a personal trainer for a complete holistic body program.

You can contact him at http://www.thejoshiclinic.com/

xx

What it feels like for a Doctor

Initial incision and exploration

Professor,specialist and resident..me :)

Holding the tumour.

"There's this whole ritual around going into the OR for a transplant that makes me feel like a high priest going into the temple: I cleanse myself, the patient is cleansed, and we go to a sterile environment.
The donor heart arrives in a cooler, and it feels like frozen turkey. It's about the same color, too. And slippery. Sewing it in should take less than forty-five minutes. To make sure no air gets in, the final sutures are put in underwater — under blood, actually. It's sort of like having sex: You need to feel the stitch. You sense the tip of the needle, and it has to feel correct — you're not going in too far, or missing the tissue, or getting too small a bite. As you're sewing, the heart starts to fill with blood. You have to time the last suture just right, just as the blood gets to the top.
The real anxiety comes when both clamps are removed and the blood starts flowing with pressure through the heart. That's when I can't help but wonder if I just killed someone. The new heart jumps around, trying to get its rhythm, like a fish flopping in a bucket of blood. Sometimes it can't. It just fibrillates, beating spastically, and we have to shock it.
The first five minutes are the most critical. If the heart turns from cream to pink, the color of a juicy steak, we're optimistic. There's this incredible feeling of bliss, like we've just reached our Zen moment. The high fives come out. But if it turns dark red and looks bruised, it's damaged, sometimes irreversibly. Then we close the skin up with number-two nylon, and I go out to tell the family I'm sorry."

Dr Mehmet Oz, World renowed Cardiac surgeon.

We had a patient come in diagnosed with a tumour in the abdomen scheduled for excision. On examination the mass was partially small and mobile.

After we opened her up I was so shocked to see the size of the tumour...literally it was the size of a fist.The worst part of it all was that it was so attached to the surrounding organs by adhesions that the Professor couldnt tell where the source of the tumour was...the pancreas was wrapped around it...was apprehensive about cutting off the bile duct by mistake...so he decided to go for a Whipple.

In the Whipple operation the head of the pancreas, a portion of the bile duct, the gallbladder and the duodenum is removed. Occasionally a portion of the stomach may also be removed. After removal of these structures the remaining pancreas, bile duct and the intestine is sutured back into the intestine to direct the gastrointestinal secretions back into the gut and allow the patient to have normal functions...the tumour was extremely vascular and it took a really long time to carefully dissect it out without causing serious bleeders..After almost four tense hours the tumour was out...the anastomosis was done...the drains inserted to prevent collections of fluids in the abdomen postoperatively and we closed up the skin.

It was the most thrilling experience ever...to be a part of helping someone in that way is something I cant describe...it pushes you...drives you...and brings you a sense of exhilaration...Im so grateful everyday for learning and for being given the privilege to continously keep that learning process undergoing until enshalla one day many years from now I will master it to an art.

The patient is recovering well el7amdilah and her prayers to the Professor on the round the next day just humbled me because this is what its all about...we strive to learn...to help...to improve ourselves as people and physicians everyday...and through all the personal struggles we have in our daily lives...the work problems and challenges we face as the beginners of the long road ahead of us...those prayers are what keep us going.

A smile and a skip

As a gorgeous celebration of the month of love and adhering to my New Years resolution of being open to new things I decided to devote my time to doing all the things that I love.
I have been ecstatically surprised to see that everyday has been gorgeous in its own right...Im more relaxed than I ve ever been and as a result I find a strength returning with alot of inspiration enthusiasm sparkling within me..
The older we grow the more we come to understand lifes more defining and poignant messages...You only have one chance to live it...why not vivaciously?

To you..one gorgeous track that Ive been addicted to since January, from one of my favourite arabic vocalists Elissa...cant wait for the music video...or is it out already?



The past two weeks involved devoting most of my time to proving my place in my new department with the support of the team..I feel like its another world and another breed of doctors...the Head is one of the most professional people Ive encoutered at the hospital and is looked upon literally and I quote as the 'Godfather'...all of the surgeons bend over backwards to win his respect and Im impressed with the level of teamwork and commitment that each of them put in to their day everyday...Ive been assigned to a specialist who is incredibly genius and is wholeheartedly teaching me the art of surgery from the working aspect to the how to think like a surgeon and allowing that to extend through to my own life..Happily my philosophical side is satiated to the point where waking up every morning has become a pleasure...and coming home with mental notes of things to read up on and research gives me a better sense of fulfillment.
I was assigned an intern too who is so sweet she makes me laugh everyday...and everytime she wants to sneak off the floor after her responsibilities are fulfilled she'd turn to look at me with the desperate bored look all interns learn to master and I would remember my own days...with the calmest voice I'd say "I don't want to know where you are I assume youre at the clinic right?" to which her face would break out into a huge smile and she'd skip off...home.

I leave you with a smile and a skip myself...Have a starry night xx