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In a new book, a neurosurgeon recounts a wide range of experiences with his patients
Scroll | April 30, 2026 5:41 PM CST

“Come quickly, I’m alone in the room with the doctor,” 40-year-old Radha spoke to her husband on the phone, who happened to visit the washroom just when it was their turn to be seen by me. This was a follow-up appointment to remove sutures after we had extricated a tumour from inside her spinal cord two weeks ago. She was a roundish mother of two with her long thick hair plaited in a single braid, not the image of someone who typifies amorous mischief, but I’ve long given up on stereotypes. Her husband of 12 years sat beside her in a bright yellow T-shirt, immune to her disposition, as she leaned forward to tell me a secret.

“The first time I saw you was when I decided that you’d do my operation,” she said with a beaming, impish smile.

“And why is that?” I asked curiously.

“Because you are so handsome!” she whispered with a straight face, while I couldn’t contain my blush.

I remember what a detailed conversation we had with her entire family regarding all the complications that could arise out of opening up the spinal cord, removing a 6 cm tumour from within it and putting everything back together. It was...

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