A father’s stethoscope is a connection to his wisdom and comfort
I need a new stethoscope. I have to wrap my fingers around the fissures in the tubing to make this one work.
For me, these days, listening to the patient’s chest is more a ritual than a means of diagnosis. After twenty years as a primary-care internist, I now work full-time in hospice and palliative care. I spend more time listening to …
A father’s stethoscope is a connection to his wisdom and comfort
