Dr. Sirish
MBBS · FounderGrowthRx
The story
The ward smelled like betadine and recycled air. Somewhere behind me, a bedside monitor kept its rhythm — beep, beep, beep. I was at the back of the group, patient files in hand, watching a third year resident get taken apart in front of everyone.
I don't remember what the mistake was. I know it wasn't rare.
When the consultant walked away, he looked down. Then quietly moved to the next patient. Like it hadn't happened. Like this was just — the job.
I didn't make eye contact with him. He was the resident, I was the intern — and the kindest thing I could do in that moment was pretend I hadn't seen it.
He'd studied for eight to ten years to stand in that corridor. And when it was over, he just moved to the next patient. Because what else do you do when the job and the trap are the same thing.
That wasn't the only time I saw it. It was just the time I stopped pretending it was an exception.
The doctors around me were some of the fastest thinkers I'd ever been around — people who make life-or-death decisions before most of us finish our morning coffee. Overworked. Underpaid relative to what they'd sacrificed. And somehow made to feel that wanting better for themselves was a betrayal of why they got into medicine in the first place.
That felt deeply unfair to me. Still does.
I left. Not dramatically. I just knew I didn't want that corridor to be my life.
I had a choice. Most of them didn't feel like they did.
The next two years, I spent learning everything I hadn't been taught in medical school. Marketing. Business. How revenue actually works. How practices live and die. I read obsessively. I experimented. I built things, broke them, rebuilt them. I wasn't in a hurry — I was trying to understand the problem well enough to actually solve it.
And somewhere in that period, I started watching how agencies talked about doctors. Not to doctors — about them. In groups, in conversations, in the way they strategised behind closed doors. Someone in a group asked how to land dentists as clients. The replies came quickly — the same four lines you just read.
In the hospital, it was a hierarchy that kept doctors silent. Outside, it was the same financial trap — just repackaged. Agencies exploiting the fact that doctors are too skilled, too busy, and too trusting to push back. Nobody diagnosing the practice. Everyone selling a solution.
I built GrowthRx for dentists first — because that's where I saw it happen. Not as a marketer. As a physician who understood exactly what it costs — financially, personally — when a practice owns the doctor instead of the other way around.
A doctor who isn't constrained by money treats patients differently. Multiply that.
I walked away from medicine. Not from doctors.