Dr. Sisir Das

I'd been to a few doctors about this nagging fatigue and stomach pain, and everyone had a different idea. Honestly, I was starting to think it was all in my head. Dr. Das actually sat and listened to the whole confusing timeline, asked questions nobody else had. He ordered one specific test the others missed—turned out to be a tricky parasite. It wasn't a common thing at all. He explained it in a way that finally made sense, and the treatment worked. Felt like someone finally put the puzzle together.

Had to get a cyst removed from my back. Simple thing, but I was pretty nervous about the local anesthetic and the stitches. Dr. Das's whole approach was just... calm. He talked me through each step as he did it, even made a little joke about the shape of the dressing. The procedure itself was over before I knew it, and the follow-up was quick and easy. It healed perfectly. Sometimes the simple stuff is what shows you how good a doctor really is.

Look, the parking at Apollo is always a bit of a hunt, so I was flustered when I got in. But from the front desk to the nurses in his clinic, everyone was really decent. One nurse saw I was anxious and got me a glass of water while I waited. The clinic itself was quiet and clean, which helped. When Dr. Das came in, he was running a few minutes behind, but he apologized for the wait, which you don't always get. It felt like a team effort, not just a doctor's appointment.

My son, who's eight, had a bad fever and was terrified of doctors. Dr. Das didn't just talk to me; he got down on my son's level. He showed him how the stethoscope worked, let him listen to his own heart. He called my son 'champ' and spoke so gently. By the end, my boy was smiling, even though he still felt rotten. That kind of patience and warmth means more than any medicine sometimes. We left feeling cared for, not just treated.