Patient Experience
My case was a real puzzle for a lot of doctors. By the time I got to Dr. Amandeep, I was pretty worn out from all the uncertainty. He didn't rush. He sat with my old scans, asked a ton of questions my other doctors hadn't, and pieced together a diagnosis that finally made sense. It was scary, but having a clear path for the transplant felt like a weight lifted. He was straight with me about the risks, which I actually appreciated.
I needed a fairly standard stem cell harvest, and honestly, I was just hoping to get it over with. The whole thing at Nanavati Max was surprisingly straightforward. Dr. Amandeep explained it in simple terms, the team knew their stuff, and it all went exactly as he said it would. I was in and out on schedule. Sometimes, boring is good when it comes to hospitals.
Look, the parking situation at the hospital is a nightmare, I won't lie. But once you're inside, it's a different world. The nurses on Dr. Amandeep's transplant unit were incredible—they remembered my name, my family's names, and even how I liked my tea. The place is calm and clean, which matters more than you'd think when you're stuck there for weeks. It made a hard time a little easier to bear.
What stuck with me was how Dr. Amandeep talked to my eight-year-old daughter. I was a wreck before the transplant, and she was scared. He got down on his haunches, looked her right in the eye, and explained in a way she could understand that he was going to help fix her dad. He didn't just treat the patient; he saw our whole family. That meant everything.