I guess it could be that we don’t think of our primary care physician as human…for a lack of better terms.
When making an appointment to see your doctor to make sure everything’s all right with yourself can have a “ruffling” affect to hear the receptionist respond, “I regret to inform you that Dr. B died last week.” This was my experience today.
Of course, my response was a startling exclamation, “Oh my God…” Needless to say, how the explosion of thoughts and questions sent me running for cover to regain my emotional security. But I knew she wouldn’t give any details, so I didn’t probe. Maybe I should have… oh well.
I really liked Dr. B. I’d been going to him for over 10 years; and had recently switched my 17-year old son from his pediatrician to him. Upon his first visit, even he liked Dr. B. He was always so personable, caring, thoughtful and concerned about his patients. I guess I didn’t face the reality that doctors have health challenges too. He was not immune even though he provided health care and advice to others.
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