Remembering Doc
Today in the morning paper, I read where one of the doctors I worked closely with on the cancer unit had died. He was young, 65. I can remember when he first started working here in the hospital where I worked for so many years.

He had compassion for his patients, something you do not see in the medical field today. I have known him so long that he seemed liked family. He was very knowledgeable of his patients and their needs. I would have to call him a lot when I worked the night shift. Sometimes he would fall asleep while you had him on the phone. He worked long hard hours each day. One time he fell asleep while I was telling him about a change in one of his patients. I sensed he fell back asleep. I said Dr_____ over and over to no response. So I then called him by his first and last name like his mom would have done if he had done something bad. I really got a good response from him then and the orders I needed for his patient. He would laugh about that time a lot when we made rounds together or when he came on the floor. He never fell asleep on me again.

When I transferred to another floor so I could be on the day shift, he went to the dean of nurses to get me back on nights. He said that I was the only nurse on the night shift that he could depend on. I told him thanks for the compliment but I needed the day shift to be with my husband and children more.

I feel that he helped brighten my world by just knowing him. He was a wonderful person and a doctor. He will be missed by all who knew him.

It is still a shock and hard to believe he is gone from this earth. He is with the Lord now for I know he has earned his place in Heaven. He cured so many and then helped others to make their passing easy. God bless you Doc!

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