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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Post #Stapedotomy #PatientTestimonial


From: Venkat Pavan
Sent: Tuesday, March 25, 2014 4:19 PM
Subject: Re: Thank you

Dear Dr.Kumaresh,

I'm writing this mail to send my testimonial after successful treatment.

Hi Everyone,
"Relax, you're in the best of hands - I know it first hand. When I spoke to Dr. Kumaresh Krishnamoorthy at our first meeting, receiving is good with best explanation about the problem & cure - very comforting".

Here is my experience with Dr.Kumresh Krishnamoorthy. I can say he is the one of the #bestdoctors who treat their patients with proper care, clarifies all doubts with patience & greets with smile.

Initially I came to know that I’m suffering with hearing loss using some basic tests and I consulted few doctors about it, they also confirmed same and suggested for surgery. I’m afraid of surgery and started looking for #bestENTsurgeon in Bangalore. Then I came across Dr. Kumaresh and contacted his clinic for an appointment. The way he clarified all my doubts with patience and given right guidance about my problem & the surgery need to do be done, otherwise it may lead to big problem.made me to trust him and proceed with surgery. He has given best assurance about surgery and made all arrangements for my surgery with one of the reputed hospital in Bangalore. Surgery has done on Dec 27th 2013, post-surgery he kept me on good medicines to recover soon without any infections and suggested all necessary care need to be taken for next few months in order to recover completely and regain my hearing. I have followed his guidance and now my hearing is back to normal level. I really thankful to Dr.Kumaresh Krishnamoorthy for the treatment with utmost care.

Thanks & Regards,
Venkat

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Skull Base Osteomyelitis - Testimonial after successful treatment

Hello Doctor,
Below is my testimonial . Hope this helps in giving courage and hope for the ones who are suffering. I would be happy in sharing the experience if you could direct your patients which will give them positive insights.
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Hi Everyone,
I am Arshad Ali Baig writing on behalf of my father Habibullah Baig who had come out of the dreadful stage of skull base osteomyelitis.

This all started in May 2012 when my father complained headache. He consulted general physician and used to take general medication. As it’s a common condition to go through for a human being. We thought it will set right. But unfortunately it didn’t. It was continuous and more severe (thunders in the head as described by Dad) day by day and he used to cry like a child down on the surface at home. We were totally shocked to see this.

Then we admitted him to much known superspeciality hospital in Hyderabad and there we consulted neurologist. He advised us to go through MRI brain scan. Apart from that they conducted several tests to identify the causes. Nothing came out in report. He was there for 3 days and during this they only kept him on pain relief injections time to time where he was feeling happy that everything is right now. Soon after discharge, the same thing resurfaced again like thunder headaches. 

We consulted maxofacial surgeon as Dad was complaining severe pain right from his cheek.
He has done X-ray and said that there was one tiny tooth inside the gums which is causing this pain and upon his advice he underwent tooth removal. It was okay for one day. Then we came to Bangalore to consult other doctors as we lost faith in Hyderabad the way doctors approached and their seriousness in attending the patients. Same condition continued for Dad till we approached one renowned maxofacial surgeon in Bangalore. After listening to the history, he advised us to go for CT scan and some other infection tests. After the reports, he said that infection has made the right upper jaw bone dead (Right Maxilla) and we need to remove that. We were just getting surprised and pained at every stage of this outcome. We had one question in the mind. Why the infection tests didn’t show this? What seriousness does a hospital authority have in doing these? Then he underwent surgery for the removal of Rt. Maxilla and got discharged after 1 week. 

Then we left to Hyderabad with some relaxation but there was something pinching in the heart as Dad used to say it’s (headache) not gone completely. After coming back, we consulted the same Bangalore maxofacial surgeon as Dad was still complaining and he advised us to go for MRI neck and brain. After the reports were sent to him, he said that infection has gone upwards towards skull i.e. sphenoidal sinus after showing the same to his friend neurosurgeon and declared as critical. We were just feeling down day by day. Now it’s more than 4 months since the disease inception. He advised us to consult known ENT surgeon. So we searched and took appointment of one very famous ENT surgeon in Hyderabad placed in high profile hospital who has many degrees to his name. This is the time where I lost faith in the caring medical services. He was not just listening to the basic problem i.e. headache. I could not narrate more than this about him.

After that, pus started coming out of both ears of Dad in large chunks. In October 2012, my sister read reviews about Dr. Kumaresh asked us to come down to Bangalore to consult him. Taking a step back here I want to just say that we were very fortunate enough to come across Dr. Kumaresh. We feel this as a blessing and we stand by it. He carefully listened to the history and without touching Dad; he said that he is suffering from Skull Base Osteomyelitis. Now this is totally new to listen. MRI brain and bone scan was advised. It was in advanced stage now. Right after the reports, Dad was immediately put on aggressive IV antibiotics and we were just keeping our fingers crossed day by day as the infection got reached new heights.
Almighty showed mercy on us. Right after 20 days of medication, Dad was feeling comfortable now i.e. headaches were vanishing and was having sound sleep. At this point, he started regaining confidence in life after he was totally depressed and lost faith due to prolonged illness. Overall this medication lasted for 4 months and scans were repeated which showed progressive results. It has been more than 6 months and presently my dad is all active man back to his day to day activities.

Dr. Kumaresh is far and away the best doctor I have ever met and nothing I can say really does justice to the man: he is extremely intelligent, a compassionate and caring person, and a truly outstanding doctor. I count myself truly lucky to have found him.
All smiles now.
A very very big THANK YOU DOCTOR. Now my life is back on track.
Arshad Ali Baig
Mob: +91 99490 xxxxx
Email: xxxxx@gmail.com

Friday, January 31, 2014

Post Septoplasty - My nose is like a National Highway...

Sent: Thursday, January 30, 2014 7:14 PM
Subject: Re: Pt. info


DrKumareshKrishnamoorthy,

I m glad to give you the below testimonial in appreciation of the successful surgery I went through with you. Many thanks!
I had a grossly deviated nasal septum and I knew that I got to do Septoplasty. I was never willing to do the surgery, as the Doctors I had consulted were never able to convince me. Also I have heard from others who have done Septoplasty that it barely helped them.
I read about Dr. Kumaresh online and I met him. At the first go I was convinced and straightaway decided on the surgery. He also recommended doing Turbinoplasty that I agreed to. Dr.Kumaresh is very confident and I felt being in very safe hands during & after the surgery. Now after three months post the surgery, I feel great and able to use both nostrils very well to breathe. Unquestionably the surgery made my life better. I remember one of the testimonial he had received "my nose became like a national highway after the surgery". I completely second that. That was one of the testimonials made me to choose him.
I am very thankful to the Doctor. The whole experience was like a blink of eye. It was very easy to communicate with him after the surgery, he replied immediately for every email I had sent. For anybody who is looking out for a #bestENTsurgeon, I will strongly recommend Dr.Kumaresh Krishanmoorthy

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-Raj

Monday, January 06, 2014

Best women driver awards! Just for Laughs




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Sunday, December 01, 2013

Beautiful Messages


"Hands", by Durer
In the 15th century, in a village near Nuremberg , Germany there lived a goldsmith named Albrecht Durer, who had eighteen children. In order to keep food on the table for them, he had to work long hours at his trade, and at any other paying chore he could find.
Despite their poverty, two of Albrecht Durer the Elder's children had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they knew that their father could never afford to send either of them to Nuremberg to study at the Academy. Their names were Albrecht and Albert Finally the two boys made a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when the brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his art work or, if necessary, by laboring in the mines.

They tossed a coin and Albrecht Durer won and went to Nuremberg . Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was an immediate sensation. Albrecht's etchings, woodcuts, and oils were even finer than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he was earning considerable fees for his commissioned works.

When Albrecht returned to his village, the Durer family held a celebratory dinner to mark his homecoming. After dinner, Albrecht raised a toast to his brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled him to fulfill his ambition. His closing words were, "And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn. Now you go to Nuremberg to pursue your dream, and I will take care of you."

All heads turned to where Albert sat. He shook his lowered head and, holding up his hands, said softly: "No, brother. It is too late for me. Look what four years in the mines have done to my hands. The bones in every finger have been broken at least once, and I now suffer from arthritis so that I cannot even hold a glass to return your toast, much less wield a brush. No, brother, for me it is too late."

Some years later, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer drew his brother's abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply "Hands," but the world opened its hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed it "The Praying Hands." More than 450 years have passed. Today, Albrecht Durer's portraits, sketches, watercolors, charcoals, woodcuts, and engravings hang in every great museum in the world, but chances are that you, like most people, are familiar with one of them above all others: "Hands"
A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art.
They had everything in their collection, from
Picasso to Raphael.
They would often sit together and admire the great works of art..
When the Vietnam conflict broke out,
the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier.
The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.
About a month later, just before Christmas,

There was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands..

He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life.
He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly... He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.'
The father
Opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture.. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.'

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.
On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?'

There was silence...
Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.'

But the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?'

Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the Real bids!'
But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the son?'
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting...' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.
'We have $10, who will bid $20?'

'Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.'

The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son.

They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.
The auctioneer pounded the gavel.. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!'
A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!'

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over.'
'What about the paintings?'

'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will... I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.

The man who took the son gets everything!'


Tuesday, November 05, 2013