Tag: Medical Oncology
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Orphaned.
Everyone in the room is quiet. I feel like the old man leaning forward looking through my glasses understanding the situation but not fully. As an observer I have seen it, can describe it but I am not experiencing it myself. No one in the room can appreciate that struggle. Three situations have made me…
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How?
“You got me this far” he told me. And then making it more difficult “I trust you” he added. Perhaps these should be easy words to hear and I should be proud that I was able to do something and be commended. But it’s the other words that linger “I trust you” he repeated. As…
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Cage.
It’s about a mile walk from my clinic to my office. A small part of that walk is outside. Grey was the sky, a cold wind penetrated my shirt but not enough for a jacket I thought. A light drizzle of rain. I guess this is the “Ambience” of this blog. I sighed deeply as…
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The Teacher.
Elated. Content. And thankful. Today was a good day. I walked in to a clinic room and I asked “so what do you do for a living?” and the answer was well I am a teacher. I usually pause. I have an immense rush into my heart as I remember when I was a child…
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Bounce.
“It’s a fine line between optimism and pessimism” he said to me, and I looked at him staring blankly. We talked about how it’s so easy to see things with a half empty glass and how the pressures around us sometimes dictate how we view life as it pertains to our practices and the decisions…
Mo About Cancer 