Worthwhile

Today I was on my long shift and feeling the blues as usual when I was asked to see a patient as part of gen med review. 

She was a lovely elderly woman who had come in for some obstructive jaundice 

As I began to examine her, she looked at me and said 

“You have healing hands. I can feel it.” 

She then turned to her relative in the room and said 

“She’s the most gentle doctor I’ve seen you know”

And as I was leaving, she asked me when she would see me again.

Sometimes I wonder if I’m really helping anyone. When I’m tired, I wonder if I’m good enough to do the things doctors do. Sometimes I feel like maybe I’d be suited better somewhere else.

But when I interact with patients like this lovely woman, and they tell me the smallest things make a difference for them, I am so incredibly grateful for me and being in a position to impact someone in that way. It makes me strive to be better. It makes me appreciate my apparent skill of treating people in a way that makes them feel comfortable. 

I am so grateful to have met that woman and to have made her feel that way. It made me smile. It makes other things seem less significant. 

I’m glad.