Dr. Salil Shirodkar

My regular doctor was stumped by my fatigue and chest tightness. It wasn't a classic heart attack, but something felt off. Dr. Salil didn't just glance at my charts; he asked about my family history, which no one had done in years. He ordered a specific, less common scan and found a tricky blockage others had missed. The hospital parking was a nightmare that day, but honestly, I didn't care after he sat down and drew a picture to explain exactly what we were dealing with.

Needed a stent after a minor heart episode. I was nervous, sure, but the whole thing felt very straightforward with Dr. Salil. He walked me through each step the week before, so on the day, I just showed up, got it done, and was home the next afternoon. The procedure itself was smooth, no surprises. It felt like getting a very important, well-organized oil change for my heart.

The place itself makes a difference. When my wife was admitted, the ward was calm, not chaotic. One nurse, I think her name was Priya, noticed I was looking lost trying to find the cafeteria and walked me there herself. Dr. Salil's team just clicked—the front desk coordinated with the cardiology unit so we weren't repeating information. It felt like people were actually talking to each other, which isn't always the case.

What stuck with me was how he talked to my dad. My father is old-school, stubborn, and scared of hospitals. Dr. Salil didn't talk down to him or just to me. He pulled up a chair, looked my dad in the eye, and said, 'Let's talk about how we get you back to your morning walks.' He used simple words, never rushed him, and actually made my dad laugh. That human touch meant more than any medical jargon ever could.

Had a persistent cough for months that was messing with my sleep and work. Saw Dr. Salil at Nanavati. He listened, asked the right questions, and ordered a specific scan. Diagnosis was clear, treatment plan was straightforward. Follow-up was efficient. Cough is gone, I'm sleeping. That's what I needed.