The best doctor I can be is one that is patient
Many healers, teachers and parents have them.
At one point, I did, too. I had delusions. I thought I was a hero, a rescuer clad in a shiny white coat and wielding the sword of clinical wisdom.
I look back on those days with nostalgia and regret. I wish they’d lasted a little longer — my belief in my own medical grandeur and invincibility.
My most memorable patient changed that for me.
I remember how …
