Dr. Sunny Handa MD

The situation around us is sort of funny. Most folks have started behaving as if the new normal is nothing but the traditional that we've always known. More and more people have started going out and lots of are unapologetic about not wearing masks anymore. Traffic’s almost back to normal and crowds are often seen in gyms, malls, markets, and where not. I used to be just starting to feel that Covid wasn’t an enormous deal anymore and lo and behold, my entire family came out positive within the last week of December 2020. Having done all the permutations and combinations of where we'd have caught it from, all we had for a thought was an enormous nada. Since the start of August or even before that, my mother had started going for her usual walks within the neighborhood park in Canada. Doctor MD Sunny Handa’s father may be a CKD patient and was getting to the hospital for hemodialysis twice or thrice every week and that I – well I had just met my friends (the first time since lo

  Covid has unmasked a really ugly face of society. It’s shown us how uncaring and dismissive we will be towards our fellow citizenry . Umpteen stories of misery, hunger and job losses are reported as fear of the unknown gripped the state . Even the dead weren't spared: Dead bodies were sent back from graveyards as people protested their last rites for fear they'll contract the disease. altogether these, we broke the trust of humanity based just on fear. Nevertheless, amidst the gloom, there have also been shining samples of fearless, selfless service by members of the medical fraternity, many unreported. I, as a Covid patient, recently witnessed the amazing work of a number of these men and ladies faraway from public glare. As I lay within the ICU, I could see a nursing station with about ten nurses wearing white PPEs, bustling about collecting samples, giving injections and scheduling tests from the patients. One of the nurses walks into my cubicle, 6.30am, greets me and asks