Some patients need absolution, not medicine
My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.
–A patient’s prayer, Psalm 102
I diagnose and treat medical problems. I love doing it. Sometimes I make a big difference in someone’s life. More often, I just reassure them that they’re going to be ok. Or I give them advice about what they need to do to live healthier. But what I do has limits, and …
Some patients need absolution, not medicine


















