Dr. Culpepper writes in response to my recent post, "Thank You, Doctor." Dear Mr. Mulligan: Medicine is a calling and I suspect that you would have served beautifully in this profession. A real physician does not have a job as a doctor, he or she becomes a doctor. In the process of medical training, one … Continue reading A Comment Worth Mentioning
There was a time, oh, not so long ago that friends Michelle and Peter and Nick would remember that I sat in a chair in a public forum and wept because I never became a doctor. Friends recommended nursing, but on my first day my instructor, wearing one of those origamitized hats mentioned the adjective caring … Continue reading Thank You, Doctor . . .
When I was a child and was literally dragged to Dr. What's-His-Face for an annual check-up (less a check-up and more a ritualistic cadence of tsk, tsk, tsk's) as he poked and kneaded and cold-handedly fiddled with my . . . which backs away from coldness . . . and shy's away from evaluation like … Continue reading When I Was A Boy, A Doctor’s Insight Was Law
What does fifteen minutes mean to you? To me, it's a short walk with Jenni or the edgy, flinching time I endure, while sharp picks and mirrors and a fistful of rubberized fingers examine my mouth. To a heart attack it's pay dirt; to a stroke it's a killing; to an overdose it's long … Continue reading The Short Reach of 9-1-1
I've struggled for months with a question: How do I accomplish, with zero tolerance for failure, the assessment, strategy, implementation, occupation, research, study, report and application, monitoring, compromise of personal values, extortion, catastrophic emergency, invasion of personal papers, rehab facility decision, $1,000 down payment, retaining attorneys to guide strategy for Title XIX approval (zero tolerance … Continue reading Just Ask and then Listen