Dr. Pradeep Moonot

Our 8-year-old son was diagnosed with aplastic anemia, and we were terrified. The whole process at Nanavati was overwhelming, but Dr. Pradeep was the calm in our storm. He didn't just talk to us; he knelt down to explain things to our son in a way he could understand, using silly drawings. The transplant was scary, but Dr. Pradeep checked on him personally, even late at night. Seeing our boy's blood counts finally start to climb felt like a miracle, and we owe that to Dr. Pradeep's team.

My brother was the patient, but Dr. Pradeep treated our whole family. He was the only doctor who took the time to call me directly after each major step, even when I couldn't be at the hospital. He never sugar-coated things, but he always explained what was happening and what came next in a way we could grasp. That honesty and his willingness to keep us in the loop made a horrible situation feel manageable. We felt like we had a real partner in his care.

Had my BMT with Dr. Pradeep. He’s direct, tells you how it is. No fluff. The hospital parking is a nightmare, but his team knows their stuff. I’m doing well now.

I’ll be honest, I walked into Nanavati Max a complete wreck. The BMT waiting area was packed, and I had to wait a bit past my appointment time, which just made my anxiety worse. When Dr. Pradeep came in, he didn't rush. He looked at my file, then at me, and his first question was, 'What are you most scared of?' That changed everything. Through the whole grueling process—the chemo, the isolation, the days I felt like giving up—he remembered that fear and addressed it. He’d pop in on rounds and say, 'See? Your counts are moving. That fear we talked about? It’s getting smaller too.' It wasn't just medical care; it felt like he was treating me, the person stuck in the bed. A year later, I’m back at work, and that chapter feels surreal, but I remember his approach more than anything.

Three years with Dr. Pradeep now. It started with a scary diagnosis, and honestly, the waiting room at Nanavati can feel a bit overwhelming sometimes. But he’s been the constant through it all. He remembers the small things—asks about my family, recalls which side effect bothered me most last time. It’s not just about the scans and reports; it’s that he sees the person in the patient. I trust his plan because he’s never rushed, never changed course without a clear reason. That consistency, especially with something like this, is everything.