"I can give you some medicine for the pain, but there's nothing else I can do," Ginde said.
"There's no cure?" Baba asked.
"Yes, there is a cure, but it is worse than the disease."
"What's the cure?" Baba asked.
"I can give you an injection which will relieve the pain in an instant, but I don't recommend it."
"As soon as Baba heard that, He wanted the injection given, saying that the pain was unbearable, but Ginde kept insisting that he couldn't recommend it. I remember Ginde said at one point, "If my own father were suffering the way you are, I would not recommend that he have the operation."
But Baba wouldn't be put off, so finally Ginde said, "Well, if you want it done, you will have to go the hospital."
"Hospital?" Baba made a frown to show that he didn't like this idea. "Why not do it here?"
"But Baba," Dr. Ginde said, "it is a delicate operation. It has to be done in a hospital."
"Do it here," Baba gestured.
"Baba, that's impossible. First of all, the room must be completely antiseptic and..."
Baba turned to Dr. Goher, "Can't you make the room antiseptic?"
"Yes, Baba. We can do that, and in the meantime Dr. Ginde can have some breakfast. By the time he's finished, we'll have everything ready here."
"No, no, it's not possible. It's a very delicate, intricate, and sensitive operation. You need a special screen to make the proper measurements." And Ginde explained that you had to insert a needle into the brain through the temple. You have to make the most exact measurements so you would know where to inject the needle and how deep to position it so that it would be situated at the very end of the trigeminal nerve. Then you released a drop of alcohol on the nerve end and it deadened the nerve so that there would be no more pain."
"Do it," Baba gestured.
"But Baba, even if I could do it here, which I can't, I don't recommend it. The pain will stop but that whole side of your face will be permanently desensitized, numb. You won't be able to feel any normal sensations like heat or cold. Better to live with the pain, which is only periodic, than the loss of sensation, which will be permanent. You will have no feeling on that half of Your face" — I think it was the right side of Baba's face — "You won't feel Your tears, Your saliva will dribble, Your eye will droop. Better to live with the pain, which is intermittent. I will prescribe some medicine to make it more tolerable."
You see, already Dr. Ginde had developed some feeling for Baba. He didn't want to see Baba looking that way. That's why he had pleaded with Baba that even if it were his own father, he wouldn't want that.
THAT'S HOW IT WAS, pp. 44-45
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