Dear Dr Suresh (Surendranath Rananavare): I’m writing, now that you’ve passed, to thank you for all those kind gestures you made towards me and my family over the years, for which you waved away our gratitude while in this life.
I want to thank you dearly for the feeling of security I had in putting my little boy in your care. I know from experience now, and was so impressed those 11 years ago, that you didn’t automatically turn to antibiotics to relieve your patients’ symptoms.
I was moved by your simple suggestions for changes in diet, which helped immediately, that you even suggested a book for me to read to educate myself on Ayurvedic principles.
I want to thank you for treating me with respect. I want to thank you for all the studying you did to gain extra qualifications, which were of great help to me over the years, for the chiropractic manoeuvres that fixed my neck, for the laser acupuncture, for the discussions about hypnosis.
I want to thank you for caring for my visiting mother free of charge, and forewarning her of the stroke that did surely come, and for the suggestions you wrote down that her regular doctor in Canada failed to take note of.
Thank you for the offer to introduce me to your colleague to help me in my career, the books you lent me, the fatherly advice.
Thank you for the house calls when your patients couldn’t leave home.
Thank you for being the alternative voice in medicine.
Thank you for always being decent, for bulk-billing, for doctoring, even when it was too much for your own health, and to the very end.
Thank you for caring more about your patients than about modernising.
Thank you for your guiding principle, that medical care is a right every human should freely have; thank you for choosing that as your life’s mission.
The Mullumbimby community has lost a devoted son, and we have lost a beloved doctor.