A Pioneer In Healthcare
Never cry for Me... Remember Me with Love
These words of Dr. K. B. Grant will stay forever with me. It was 6:45 in the evening on the 3rd of January 2011 when I was standing by his bedside. I cleaned his brow and held his hand. I then closed his eyelids forever. That was my final goodbye to a great man and a won-derful soul.
I remember the words...
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I, and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other
That we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way, which you always used
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes
We enjoyed together
My relationship with Dr. Grant had been one of a teacher, mentor, well-wisher and a guardian throughout the 41 years that I was associated with him at Ruby Hall Clinic. Before that he was a Physician and Cardiologist to my father way back in 1960. My father swore there could never even be a doctor of the calibre and nature of Dr. Grant. The man was so good-natured, frank in his opinions, always open to suggestions from colleagues and ready to discuss any problems whether professional or personal. When he heard about any difficulties I was facing in my early professional life, he would call me and counsel me as to how to go about setting up private practice. All he expected from you was loyalty, sincerity, hard work and dedication to his institution. If I want my nursing home to grow and be successful, I need a bunch of people who will never desert me under any circumstances, were his words. Some of us kept up to his expectations. It has been always been said that a great teacher (guru) is born once in a hundred years and for me that guru was Dr. K.B. Grant for the 20th century. He taught me medicine, he taught me manners. He taught us all what is ethics in medicine, how to be modest and always truthful to a patient. He taught us sincerity, punctuality, cleanliness, sternness when needed and how to keep abreast with all the latest happenings in medicine. So often one used to find him scanning the pages of the newest medical journals. And then when the last few months of his life began to unfold, he realised it too and he sometimes regretted having lived so long to see and feel himself going down. Mentally he remained very strong, but his frail body began its downhill slide. He just couldn’t bear it any more. And then on the night of the 3’rd of January 20ll the angels came to ask him to accompany them. He left behind a message…
Weep not for me though I am gone into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest.
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so blessed.
For all those many years" There is no pain, I suffer not.
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts.
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath.
Remember not the strife.
Please do not dwell upon my death.
But celebrate my life.