Its been nearly (now over) two weeks since I have come back from India. The very first question my family and friends have asked me from the moment I stepped off of the plane has been, “How was India?” Every single time I’ve struggled to find an answer. To give a simple response like it was good or it was bad did not give justice to the experience at all. But more fundamentally, I didn’t know what make of the trip. I signed up for the trip to learn more about India, particularly to get exposed to the culture, people and situations I’d only see fleetingly from a car window when traveling with my parents. However, it was impossible to anticipate to the impact of meeting with and hearing the stories of Indians seeking health-care.
The theme that tied the government hospitals, the Good Shepherd, and the SRH was that its clientèle were almost entirely poor. In fact, all those infectious diseases that we studied in India predominantly affect these people. We learned that the foundation of the health-care these people received was the government hospital, established in fact to make sure this population received some health-care. However, ignoring the disparity between private hospitals and government hospitals, we learned from reading White Tiger and speaking to Dr. Beryl that there were institutional barriers for these people receiving health-care, ranging from discrimination over their economic status, the stigma associated with their disease, and merely their class. Much of India’s health-care problems result from lack of education about these diseases and cultural and religious bias towards diseases and the people who suffer from them. The value of life I heard many people say in India was not very high there compared to places like the US (incidentally the value of life here in the US is estimated by economists to be between 3 million to 7 million dollars). This situation was made concrete to me when I talked to an individual suffering from leprosy who’d been living on the streets for six months after his family had thrown him out of the house and when I saw the living conditions of people of the Dalit class.
My initial reaction to this trip was to invoke Siddharta Gautama’s experience of stepping outside of his palace walls for the first time. I’d never seen such living conditions as those of the dalits up close, only while driving through the outskirts of a city. But regarding health-care, these people lacked any education on proper health practice as well as any knowledge of their health-care rights in institutions like the government hospital. But the most striking experience was talking to the young man with leprosy. As the man began to cry about his devastating situation, my inability right the injustice or to offer him any real aid made me feel powerless. His pain reached beyond the pathologies of his illness (the disfigurement of his face due to the loss of his nose). What hurt him the most was to tell us that he was living on the streets due to the ignorance of his family. While it’s true that the rates of leprosy are coming down in India and people are becoming better educated about the disease, this situation still exists, to the point where none of the patients if they could hide that they had the disease admitted to the community that they had suffered from it.
So how does one change an entire society? Education. At first glance, it seems to be a problem associated with lower class families. To a great extent it is, but even upper and middle class families suffer from ignorance over a more modern disease such as HIV. The orphans at SRH have to attend schools secretive of their HIV status, due to the danger of their being kicked out of school if the larger community finds out. Education about the disease cannot truly take place because sex education does not take place in any serious manner in the Indian public education system. Part of the stigma lies with the Indian’s Victorian sensibilities regarding sex and talking about it in the open. However, if one tracks of Bollywood cinemas over the decades, India’s sexual mores have been liberalizing if ever slowly. Perhaps this liberalization will continue to a point where sex education and education about STDS can take place in an Indian classroom in earnest.
But this stigma about sex does not change the fact that the majority of people who suffer from HIV are actually of the lower class. Likewise, as mentioned earlier most of these infectious diseases are diseases contracted mostly by people of the lower classes. Many of these people do not have unrestricted access to education or in the case of the Dalits face discrimination at these places (~27% ) to the point of making education untenable. Furthermore where a cultural practice of the caste system is that one’s occupation is what one’s father did, a cycle of poverty and lack of education develops. It was obvious from visiting the Dalit neighborhoods that India does not enforce many if any at all of its rules protect the Dalit population’s rights. With the lack of education, the Dalit population cannot truly advocate for themselves. It’s here that a lack of education hinders this population, and really all poor, uneducated persons in India. And the prospects of educating every one in this population with in a generation does not fill me with hope. Media campaigns (and some of these may have already run) regarding this disease need to be waged by the government and advocacy groups. TV, billboards, posters, and fliers need to be made to educate people about each of these diseases for more immediate relief.
As I’ve tried to organize everything I’ve seen on this trip (and writing this has helped tremendously), I finally reach the actually assigned part of this post. Having had this experience, what will I do with it as someone who’s trying to become a physician-scientist? I initially think of the summer reading for my entering class at Case Western, Mountains Beyond Mountains, a story about Dr. Paul Farmer’s Partners in Health. Such an organization would be able to provide care without the social hangups and stigmas common in India. However, I believe these problems and injustices are something the Indian nation needs to discuss and solve for itself. An army of American doctors would not be able to patch this health-care system of 1 billion people, although the SRH and Good Shepherd make an argument this stance. What I think would be of true benefit from a western and incidentally interests me more would be to do research oriented towards these infectious diseases, like the research that Pardis Sabeti conducts in West Afric on malaria and other diseases(who partially inspired my interest in an md/phd). One of my initial interests in medicine was HIV. In a mathematical modelling class I chose to reproduce a model of competition between two HIV strains of varying drug resistance under ART. This experience in India has reawakened an possible interest in HIV research.