Dr. Mehrunnissa Khanom

Dr. Mehrunnissa Khanom has a lot of foreign degrees. MRCP from the UK. FRCP from Glasgow. MACP from America. Her wall is probably covered in those heavy wooden frames. The glass gets a bit foggy during the monsoon season in Chittagong. She is an associate professor of medicine. People probably come to her when the local pharmacy pills stop working. She sits at her desk looking at thick files. Lots of old blood test reports. She just reads the numbers. Asks them what they ate for dinner. Usually just rice and fish curry. She tells them to cut down on the salt. Pretty standard advice.

The medicine ward is always crowded. Relatives sitting on the floor eating from steel tiffin carriers. She walks past them during her morning rounds. She checks the patients with chronic stuff. Bad livers. Weak hearts. She uses her stethoscope. The rubber is probably cracking a bit near the earpieces. She listens to their breathing. Tells the junior doctors to write down a new prescription. Maybe changes the blood pressure medicine to a different brand. Nothing dramatic. Just managing symptoms. She probably drinks a cup of red tea from a thermos between patients. Then she goes back to looking at the files.