1/ There are these moments in medicine
that are awesome
No, not the "like totally" kind
but the kind that evokes
a real, true feeling
of wonder and magic
Awesome
Today, I am reflecting on a day
that I witnessed awesome
The real, true feeling
of wonder and magic
in medicine
2/ A young student doctor
stared into the eyes of his patient
a nonagenarian Grady elder
This would be a first for him
breaking bad news
or rather heavy news
to a real person
with a real life
hearing that real news
the kind of news that alters
real plans
Yeah
3/ With hearing as sharp as her wit and cognition
his patient was aware
aware of what he said
aware of what he meant
Yes, she was
And so
he uttered that word that sometimes chills blood
and stops tracks
"Cancer"
He said it
and she heard it
Yes, she did
4/ Her wizened eyes brimmed with tears
her lip began to quiver
Him: "Are you okay?"
Her: "Baby, I'm fine."
*silence*
Her: "Are you okay?"
Him: *lopsided shrug*
She reached out for his hand
and encircled it in her own
Him: "Are you . . . scared?"
She shook her head no.
5/ First, they sat in silence. But then, she spoke:
Her: "On either side of the river was the tree of life, bearing twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit every month; and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations."
I felt my breath hitch.
6/ I wasn't sure what the passage was, but I knew it was a biblical reference.
But.
I've learned that regardless of what you believe, the wisdom of the elders who've lived and survived things is a religious experience worth having.
He seemed to get that
which I loved
I did
7/ She then described her vision to him
of the tree of life
of our part of bearing fruit in it
But especially his
and he hung on
to her every word
Yes, he did
And she didn't appear afraid
No, she did not
She squeezed his hand
and he squeezed hers, too
8/ Then she petitioned her God
to guide that young doctor
to keep him humble
aware
selfless
and filled with awe
And the whole time she kept his palm
in her trembling grasp
and, lucky for me, I was there for it all
Quietly soaking it in
9/ Her words felt like that river
her soul bearing us fruit
and leaves for the healing of the nations
in hard times
And all of it was awesome
No, not in the "like totally" way
but in the way that evokes a real, true feeling
of wonder and magic
Which, for me, never gets old
10/ No, it never gets old
and always feels new
especially when witnessing it
through novice eyes
I know
In the books we find the knowledge
the guidelines, the rules, and the algorithms
we read them and you memorize them
and convince ourselves that this is what it means
11/ What it means to be
a doctor
Memorizing stuff
and that this is what serves
as our metaphorical tree of medical life
But no
On that day
we were reminded
that a river runs through it all
flowing with these moments
that can never, ever
be found in books
Ever
12/ You know?
This happened in 2014
and that medical student ultimately grew up
to become an oncologist.
Hand over heart, he did
A piece of me will always believe
that this moment
with this patient
had something to do with it
Maybe
maybe not
But my vote is that it did
Yeah
13/ And yes
This work is hard sometimes
& exhausting
but a river of awesome runs through it
It does
No, not in the "like totally" way
but in the way that evokes a real, true feeling
of wonder & magic
Him: "Is that a tattoo on your wrist?"
Me: "Yes, sir."
Him: *scowls with disapproval* "You a doctor with a tattoo on your wrist?"
Me: *chuckle* "Yup."
Him: *squinting* "Is it real? Like. . . permanent?"
He leaned a little closer.
2/ Him: "What do it even say?"
Me: "It says 'sister.'"
Him: "'What you go and do that for? Was ya scared you was gon' forget you somebody sister or what?"
*laughter*
Me: "No, sir. I actually had a sister pass away in 2012."
Him: *eyes widening* "Really? Aww, sugar. I'm sorry."
3/ Me: "Yeah. Definitely not a club I wanted to be in."
Him: "I hear you. Lord knows I know 'bout that. But I'm older than you. You seem kinda young for that."
Me: *shrugs* "I guess. But from what I hear, it's no good no matter how old you are."
Him: "That sholl is the truth."
1/ There are things that happened that led to things that happened that led to things that are happening. If you don't want to call it by a name, just describe it.
And instead of it feeling like some pressured mandate, look at it the way we look at all things.
As history.
2/ History.
Not something designed to make someone else feel ashamed. Not a wagging finger or even a quest for moral distress. Just the things we do when we care for patients. We ask questions.
About the things that happened.
3/ That led to things that happened.
That led to the things that are happening.
You know?
And this is necessary to know. Not just "the in thing." But just a thing that we need in our arsenal to do a good job caring for human beings.
I reconciled your name on my note card. You looked up at me with an inexplicable expression.
You: “Yes?”
Your eyes narrowed in suspicion. And I bristled.
2/
I stood up taller and cleared my throat in an effort to increase my psychological size. You placed your crossword puzzle face down on the tray table and raised your eyebrows.
Me: “Um, yes. My name is Dr. Draper and I’m one of the doctors that’ll be caring for you.”
3/ You: “You my doctor?”
Me: “I am.”
Just then, I noticed you release the tiniest, almost imperceptible inward sigh. Which was admittedly surprising to me.
Here’s why:
Your pecan complexion and greying temples mirrored those of my own family. This wasn’t what I expected.
Pt: “Hey Doc Manning, you got any crumbsnatchers?”
Me: “Yup. Two wild ones.”
Pt: *squints* “Ooooh! They ain’t wild, is they?”
Me: “Chile. One of ‘em fell out last night in the toy aisle at Target.”
Pt: “Whaat? Lawd!”
*laughter*
2/ My team looked puzzled.
Me: “Hold up. Do y’all know what a crumbsnatcher is?”
*silence*
One of the interns spoke first.
Her: “I mean, from context clues, my guess is . . is it . . . kids?”
Pt: *points* “Ding-Ding!”
*laughter*
3/
Me: “Yeah. Kids. Usually little ones. ”
Pt: “Yeah and the type that cut the fool out in public.”
*laughter*
Student: “Cut the fool?”
The patient and I exchanged glances. Then we exploded in laughter. So did the nurse who was flushing his IV.