My physical and emotional state in shambles. I realized that my family and friends were my true pillar of support. I desired to be part of the medical community some way, but I wasn't certain how.
I looked into the mentoring of medical students.I am still unsure whether I have the physical strength and endurance that is necessary.
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One month ago, I was contacted by my father in law from Oregon.
He was just diagnosed with lung cancer.I was the first person he called after returning from that gut wrenching visit from the doctor. I did my best to help him. I offered my emotional support as a close family member as well as the knowledge and wisdom from being a physician for many years.
Two weeks ago, I was contacted by the wife of a good friend of mine from a regional trauma center. Her husband, my friend, sustained a cervical spine fracture from a motorcycle accident. Again, I was the first person to be contacted for my support and advice.
I served as a friend, family member, and yes, as a doctor.
My surgical blade may be resting on a shelf somewhere, but my compassion and commitment to my family and friends as their " family doctor" brings me great satisfaction.
Once a doctor.......
...... always a doctor.
How lucky I am, Indeed.
