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Sayed Tabatabai, MD

@TheRealDoctorT

Nov 14, 2023

To all those students who’ve had a question, but worried that it’s too obvious, or unnecessary, or worst of all, stupid…

Ask.

As someone who answers questions for a living, let me tell you something about questions.

They’re more than just questions. 1/

Every question asked is a spark. A sign. That wheels are turning. That thoughts are following a thread.

Even if it’s the wrong thread, you won’t know until you ask.

Questions give us pause.

Questions give us chances.

Chances to review. To reframe. To re-evaluate. 2/

Wrapped up within every question is an opportunity.

An opportunity to see things through different eyes.

An opportunity to do better, to be better.

It’s the ones who don’t ask questions that I worry about.

It’s the ones who don’t ask questions who make me nervous. 3/

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Sayed Tabatabai, MD

@TheRealDoctorT

Oct 31, 2023

I went into medicine to help people.

No, really, I did. I know it sounds corny now, or fake, I suppose. But there was a reason for this.

At least once.

I have to keep telling myself that. Keep remembering that.

Because I’m running out of time.

And I want you to know. 1/

Anyways, backtrack. I’m a radiologist. I spent years training to be able to look at imaging and see a vast variety of problems.

I’m not one to boast, but I’m pretty good at what I do.

You might even say I’m gifted.

But some gifts… well, they come back to bite you. 2/

Be systematic. That’s my mantra. Be systematic, always. It’s the discipline of the thing.

I will never meet most of the patients whose studies I review, but I still feel a certain… attachment.

A responsibility to do my best.

Being systematic means I don’t miss anything. 3/

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Sayed Tabatabai, MD

@TheRealDoctorT

Apr 24, 2023

On the morning of his 95th birthday, Joe woke up at exactly 6AM.

This small irony never failed to irritate him: he had never been a morning person, but the more the years passed, the earlier he woke.

“Well, this is it!” He said, to no one, as he swung his legs out of bed. 1/

He brushed his teeth methodically, a small timer telling him when it had been exactly three minutes.

Rinsing out his mouth, he couldn’t help but smile as he thought of the day ahead.

The last day.

Joe had made up his mind years ago that his 95th birthday would be his last. 2/

He wasn’t suicidal, mind you, he enjoyed life and had no intention of killing himself.

He was just tired. He had no friends left, no family. And he had always been a sociable man.

Life just didn’t excite him anymore. He’d seen it all, done it all.

He missed his wife. 3/

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Sayed Tabatabai, MD

@TheRealDoctorT

Feb 20, 2023

I have only ever known you within the confines of this exam room in my office.

Years ago, you were sent to me for a consultation.

Understandably nervous, you had all your questions written out on a notepad in your spidery handwriting.

You believe in being organized. 1/

As we go through each question, one by one, you cross it off your list.

I have questions for you too. For one, I want to know where you got your glasses. I need new frames.

It makes you smile for the first time in the visit.

As if perhaps things might be okay.

Maybe. 2/

The years pass. I only ever see you when you come to my office for a followup.

You still write your questions down, but with the passing of time, there are fewer and fewer.

I know you exist outside this exam room, as a whole person. And that’s who I try to get to know. 3/

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Sayed Tabatabai, MD

@TheRealDoctorT

Feb 9, 2023

Michael Crichton’s novel “Jurassic Park” had a series of fractal iterations forming a “dragon curve.”

With each iteration was a description of how hard it was to see the final image with only the initial pattern being repeated.

It’s also a description of how systems can fail…

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Sayed Tabatabai, MD

@TheRealDoctorT

Jan 26, 2023

His room is painfully small.

It makes me wonder. How many times can you fold a person’s life over onto itself, to cram it into a place like this?

He’s lived a long life, a full life, and now he’s here. Filed away and forgotten.

He blinks as I enter.

He can’t see me. 1/

He has a degenerative eye disease. Bernie couldn’t help him, and neither could I.

“It’s okay, I prefer the darkness to whatever there is left to see.”

That was years ago.

“Welcome, Hand-Holder,” his voice is whispery, weak, “it’s been too long.”

“Hello Max,” I smile. 2/

“How did you know it was me?”

Max smiles at my question. “I heard that giant bag of nuts and bolts you call a MedTech out there. Plus usually your smell, although today it’s … different.”

I quirk a brow.

He says no more, instead holding out his hand, palm up. 3/

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