Kamineni Hospital King Koti Reviews

I needed a central line put in before starting my treatment. I'll be honest, I was pretty nervous about it—anything with 'critical care' in the name sounds serious. But Dr. Abhinetri explained it all in such a calm way, even drew a little diagram. The procedure itself was over before I knew it. No drama, no fuss. It was just a smooth, straightforward thing, which is exactly what you want.

The parking at King Koti is always a nightmare, so I was already stressed when I arrived to see my dad. But the atmosphere in Dr. Abhinetri's unit was surprisingly calm. The nurses at the station remembered my name from the day before, and one of them even brought me a cup of tea while I waited. It's a busy place, but the staff there make it feel less like a machine and more like people looking after people.

What I'll remember most isn't the medicine, though that was obviously perfect. It's how Dr. Abhinetri talked to my mother. Mom was scared, really out of it. The doctor would come in, hold her hand, and speak so softly, telling her exactly what she was doing and why, even when Mom might not have fully understood. She looked at her, not just the monitors. That kindness meant everything to our family.

I'd been to three different clinics for this persistent fatigue and low-grade fever. Everyone had a different guess. At Kamineni, Dr. Palak Megotia looked at my old reports, asked a few very specific questions about a rash I'd had months ago, and ordered one more blood test. She called me herself to explain it wasn't just a simple infection, but something called histoplasmosis. She walked me through what that meant in plain language. Honestly, it was scary, but having a clear answer after all that confusion was a massive relief. We finally knew what we were dealing with.

Just needed a basic health check for my new job. The whole thing was pretty straightforward. Got to the hospital, parking was a bit of a hunt, but once inside, the pathology lab was efficient. Dr. Megotia reviewed my blood work results quickly. She pointed out my vitamin D was lower than it should be—something my previous reports never mentioned—and just said to get some more sun and consider a supplement. No drama, no unnecessary tests. In and out with a clear bill of health and one practical tip.

I was really anxious about the bone marrow test. The idea of it freaked me out. But the technician and the nurse in Dr. Megotia's department were fantastic. They talked me through each step before doing it, let me squeeze a stress ball, and kept checking if I was okay. The room was clean and they had music playing softly, which helped a little. Dr. Megotia was very calm and precise during the procedure itself. It wasn't fun, but the team made it as bear as it could possibly be.

What stuck with me about Dr. Megotia was how she listened. I'm an older patient, and I tend to ramble. She didn't cut me off or glance at the clock. She let me finish my story about all my little aches, then connected them to the inflammation markers in my tests. She explained the 'why' behind the numbers without talking down to me. When I left, I felt heard, not just processed. That kind of respect means a lot, especially when you're worried.

My appendix burst. They rushed me to Kamineni. Dr. Mannava's team took over. He explained things straight, no sugar-coating. The first few days after surgery were rough, I won't lie. But his team had a clear plan for the pain. They adjusted things often, asking me to rate it. It wasn't just about being numb; it was about being able to breathe deep and start moving without dread. That focus on managing the discomfort, step by step, made all the difference in getting me out of bed and on the mend.

Severe pneumonia. Admitted to Dr. Mannava's ICU. Condition was unstable. He coordinated with pulmonology, adjusted ventilators, managed medications precisely. His rounds were brief, direct, and focused on data. No small talk, just clear updates and decisions. His calm, factual approach during a scary time was what we needed. Discharged after a week, recovery ongoing at home.

My husband was in a bad car accident. The days in the ICU at King Koti were the longest of our lives. Dr. Mannava was so quiet when he spoke to us. He’d pull up a chair, explain things in words we could grasp, and always made sure we understood before he left. He never made promises he couldn’t keep, but his careful way gave us something to hold onto. We’re just so grateful for his kindness during that terrible time.

Wow, what a rollercoaster. Went in with what I thought was a bad flu, ended up with septic shock. Spent 10 days in Critical Care. Dr. Mannava and his team are absolute rock stars! The nursing staff was fantastic, but his coordination was next level. He’d come in, crack a tiny joke to lighten the mood, and then lay out the plan. Seeing him walk in each morning actually made me feel better. I walked out of there feeling like I got my life back. Huge thanks to the whole unit!

My 8-year-old son, Arjun, had been coughing for weeks. It was this deep, rattling sound that scared me every night. We saw Dr. Gattu at Kamineni. He got down on his level, talked to him about cricket, and made him laugh before even checking his chest. He explained everything to me in simple terms—it was just a stubborn infection, not asthma like I feared. He didn't push for unnecessary tests, just a clear treatment plan. Arjun is breathing easy now, and so am I.

I've had asthma for 15 years and seen my share of pulmonologists. Dr. Rakesh Gattu is the one I've stuck with for the last five. What I value is that he remembers me, remembers my history, and we can have a real conversation about my management. He listens when I say a medication isn't sitting right and works with me to adjust. It's not a rushed 5-minute chat. With my lungs, I need that kind of steady, reliable care, and he provides it.

Had a bad chest infection. Friend recommended Dr. Gattu. Went to Kamineni Hospital. He was straight to the point, diagnosed it quickly, gave me meds that actually worked. Parking was a hassle, but the appointment itself was efficient. Feeling much better now.

I thought it was just a bad cold that wouldn't quit, but after three weeks of struggling to catch my breath, my wife dragged me to the hospital. I was skeptical, honestly. Dr. Gattu had a calm way about him. He listened to my lungs, asked about my work (I'm a tailor, lots of fabric dust), and connected dots I didn't see. He said, 'Let's not guess, let's look,' and ordered a specific scan. Turns out it was a mild pneumonia hiding behind the cold. The treatment was simple, but his approach—taking the time to really look—made all the difference. I'm back at my shop now, breathing easy.

My 8-year-old son was so scared after his leg surgery, wouldn't even try to move. Dr. Makne was the first person he actually listened to. She didn't just talk to me; she got down on his level, explained things with these little drawings, and made his exercises into a kind of game. The waiting room at Kamineni was packed that day, but she never rushed us. We're months into his recovery now, and he's back playing football because she gave him the confidence to try.

At my age, you expect a certain amount of pain to just be part of life. My arthritis had made my morning routine quite difficult. Dr. Makne at Kamineni Hospital listened patiently to all my old complaints. Her treatment plan was gentle but firm, and she always asked if I was comfortable during the sessions. I'm not running any marathons, but being able to walk to the temple in the morning without wincing is a blessing I credit to her care.

Had a bad shoulder from an old gym injury. Dr. Makne fixed it. No nonsense, straight to the point on what was wrong and what we needed to do. The exercises she gave actually worked. Parking at King Koti is always a hassle, but worth it.

I slipped on a wet floor at work last year—total freak accident. Ended up with this nagging back pain that just wouldn't quit. I saw Dr. Makne on a friend's suggestion. First thing I noticed was how she actually looked at me while I talked, not just at the screen. She mapped out this whole recovery plan, step by step, and was honest that it would take time. There was one session where the TENS machine felt a bit too strong, and I said so; she adjusted it right away, no problem. It wasn't a magic cure, but she guided me through the slow, boring work of getting better. I'm back on my feet now, literally, and I just don't think about my back every day anymore.

My husband was in and out of other hospitals for weeks with a fever nobody could pin down. By the time we got to Dr. Abhinetri at Kamineni, he was really weak. She didn't just run more tests; she sat with us for a long time, piecing together his whole medical history like a puzzle. It turned out to be something quite rare. Her team in the Critical Care unit acted on her hunch immediately, and that's what finally turned him around. We were lost before her.