Invited to the Table, But Not Enabled to Be There

Patient advocacy should not mean unpaid, unsupported participation

There is another uncomfortable dimension to this conversation.

In many mature healthcare and research ecosystems globally, patient engagement is increasingly recognised as a professional contribution, not merely voluntary goodwill. Patient advocates participating in conferences, advisory boards, policy consultations, research initiatives and industry discussions may receive appropriate support for travel, accommodation and other participation-related expenses – and, where the nature of the engagement warrants it, honoraria for their time, expertise and contribution.

The principle is simple:

Lived experience has value.

A patient advocate is not simply a person who happens to have had cancer. They may bring years of experience navigating treatment, healthcare systems, clinical research, financial toxicity, quality-of-life issues and the realities faced by patients and caregivers.

That expertise deserves recognition.

In India, however, we still have a long way to go.

Patient voices are too often treated as an add-on, a symbolic presence or a formality rather than as an essential stakeholder voice. Patients may be invited to a panel, given a few minutes to speak or included in a photograph – but meaningful participation, representation and support are still far from being the norm.

And this creates a paradox.

We say we want patient-centric healthcare, but the patient is often the least empowered participant in the room.

We talk about equity, while the person representing lived experience may have to personally absorb the cost of travelling hundreds or thousands of kilometres to participate.

We talk about valuing patient voice, while expecting that voice to be provided entirely on a voluntary basis, even when other stakeholders are participating as professionals representing well-resourced institutions.

We need to ask ourselves honestly:

Are we inviting patients because we genuinely value what they bring – or because patient inclusion has become something we feel we are expected to demonstrate?

There is a difference between patient presence and patient participation.

And there is an even bigger difference between participation and meaningful influence.

India’s patient advocacy ecosystem is evolving rapidly, and there are certainly organisations, researchers, clinicians, policymakers and industry leaders who are doing this well. But these examples need to become the norm rather than the exception.

Patient advocates should not have to repeatedly justify why their travel needs to be supported.

They should not have to prove that their time has value.

And they should not have to choose between contributing to healthcare policy and personally bearing costs that other stakeholders would ordinarily not be expected to bear.

If we genuinely believe that nothing about patients should be decided without patients, then we must also create the practical conditions that allow patients to be present, heard and respected.

Patient inclusion cannot remain a showpiece. It has to become a standard.

7 years, 2 promises, and 3000+ km…..I took her to Ladakh!!

Some journeys take days.

Some take years.

This one took 14 years.

When Kusum and I got married, she shared her love for adventure, the mountains, and her dream of travelling together to Mussoorie, Kashmir, and Ladakh.

We visited Mussoorie on our honeymoon.

Then life changed.

In 2012, at just 29 years of age, Kusum – who had never smoked – was diagnosed with Stage IV lung cancer. By then, the cancer had already spread to her brain, bones, adnexa, and ovaries.

Yet, in 2013, post chemotherapy and whole brain radation, we travelled to Kashmir together to celebrate her birthday.

But one dream remained unfinished.

Ladakh.

Her oncologists advised against travelling there because of the significant high altitude of Himalayas and low oxygen levels.

So that dream quietly stayed with us.

After Kusum passed away, I kept her ashes with me for seven years.

Not because I couldn’t let go…

But because I was waiting for the right time to fulfil a promise – to finally take her to Ladakh.

Becasue, before that, I had another promise to keep.

To raise our son as a single father and help him complete the education that both of us had dreamed of for him.

This year, after watching him graduate from Class 12 with flying colours, I took a motorbike expedition of 3000+ km via multiple majestic himalayan passes, water streams, sand dunes, cold desert, to the world’s highest motorable pass ‘Umling La’ located in ladakh region of Himalayas – carrying white ribbon in my hand to raise lung cancer awareness.

And, yes, I finally took my Kusum to Ladakh ๐Ÿ˜Š

Standing beside the breathtaking waters of Pangong Lake, I said goodbye once again.

Not with tears alone…

But with gratitude.

For the love we shared.

Forever in my heart.

โค๏ธ

#RiseToSurviveCancer
#LosingIsNotAnOption
#LoveBeyondLife โค๏ธ
#Ladakh
#LungCancerAwareness

Taking Lung Cancer Awareness to the Top of the World

Yesterday, on World Lung Cancer Day, as I travelled back home – after my motorcycle expedition across the Himalayas to the ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐’๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐, I carried the White Ribbon, to raise Lung Cancer Awareness.

The journey took me through
~ Crossing 8 high mountain passes (3 of the World’s Top 10 Highest Motorable Passes),
~ 6 majestic Himalayan Lakes (including the Highest brackish water high-altitude lakes on earth),
~ High Altitiude Mountain Sickness – Struggle for Oxygen, Breathing – Headache, Vomitting
~ Crossed countless Water Streams and Rivers,
~ Sand Dunes,
~ the Cold Desert,
~ and ever-changing mountain Weather – from Rain and Hailstorms to Scorching Sunshine, Strong Winds, Snow

But this journey wasn’t about reaching a destination with Guinness World Record

It was about carrying a message.

Behind these photographs were ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ of riding, resilience, and purpose.

For me, this mission is deeply personal.

Having lost my beloved wife, Kusum Malik Tomar, to Stage IV lung cancer, I know firsthand how devastating this disease can be.

In memory of my Kusum, I have dedicate myself to lung cancer awareness and patient advocacy, so that fewer families have to endure what ours did.

Every conversation about lung cancer matters.

Every opportunity to encourage earlier diagnosis matters.

Every effort to improve access to treatment, research, and patient support matters.

๐๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ ๐š๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ.

๐€๐ง๐ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ. ๐ŸŽ—๏ธ

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