i think it every day.
patients are so brave.
over and over i see them gritting their teeth, sucking up symptoms, taking risks for a potential benefit, fitting in treatments on their lunch hour, being patient with the phlebotomist who is having a bad day, returning to us...even though they know, at least in the short term, that it's going to hurt...that it has to get worse before it can get better.
but, somehow it's not the right word. it sounds cliche and insufficient. most patients would say they aren't brave - that they are just doing what they have to do. but it's how they do it all...with grace and focus.
it's all so scary sometimes. and they're brave. trust me. don't let them tell you otherwise.
sometimes doctors are brave too.
this one is one of my favorite species...the doctor/scientists. the ones who see patients but also run a lab... the ones who know what the most important paper is going to be this year...because they are writing it. the ones years ahead of the FDA in knowing what might work. the ones that often forego the enormous salaries of their peers, because their heart is in science...and science doesn't pay. the ones that, as a group over time, move the whole field ahead.
this one looked at a young guy whose options have run out
who has tried everything there is
who is going to die...soon
and he said, 'hey, my lab is working on something...we think it's going to work...it's nowhere near approval...i'm telling you this because it's what i would do'
and they throw up a medical hail mary.
and damned if it doesn't work.
today i looked at them, physician and patient, celebrating this most unexpected victory and felt grateful that they ended up together. another physician would have never had the knowledge to share. another physician might have covered his ass and not shared what he knew. another patient might have been too scared to try.
this patient was beaming today.
he told us today that he had canceled his trip to europe this summer, because he thought he'd be dead.
he isn't.
i felt like i was witnessing something great.
this doctor was brave...and may have saved a life.
who knows what will happen from here.
for now, though, this young guy is living and living well.
what else is there?
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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I hear from everyone that I'm so brave, but I'm not. You wouldn't call the man who has nothing to feed his children, so he robs a store brave would you? It's that same kind of desparation that keeps me going back to the Oncologist. It was knowing that I needed to stay alive that kept me sucking up the self pity and demanding that we go forward with treatment. I have a daughter, and I'm all that she has. That isn't brave, that's a parent. I didn't jump in front of a bullet, I ran for help when I needed it. It doesn't make me brave or courageous. It makes me blessed that there are people like that doctor you mentioned and you who took the time to learn how to heal. Thank you.
i hear you and i agree. it's the wrong word...i'm working on finding the right one :)
The one that I keep coming up with is resolute.
BRAVE –adjective
1. possessing or exhibiting courage or courageous endurance.
I looked it up in the dictionary. I think courageous endurance sums it up. You move forward knowing the battle may be long and painful, with no guarantee of a positive outcome. I have not been in your shoes, my Grandpa had lung cancer. He only lasted 3 months from diagnosis to funeral. He sufferred because of the radiation treatments. He fought hard. It was just too late of a diagnosis, and it was 1989. It is brave. It just feels like not a big enough word to describe the enormity and depth of the courage. Kinda like when someone saves your life, and all you can say is thank you. Sometimes there just aren't the right words. But brave you both are. It takes strength and courage to keep fighting, keep taking the next step. I admire you both Emmy and ONCRN.
I didn't mean for it to be anonymous.
Soupdiva
I to am here due to those medical *Hail Mary's* out there. I remember thinking what if it gives me a chance.
I remember my first oncologist sending me to the bone marrow specialist because he felt he couldn't do much more.At that point I had the most respect for the man.
But I don't know about brave. I just felt that having cancer was one of those things a just do it situation. No matter how bad it got life goes on and you do what you have to do.
Many say I was so brave and still all this time later they still do. I think brave is for cops and firefighters.
I to ran towards help when I needed it and I am forever blessed by those I encountered in Oncology. The way I see it you all go to work daily doing a job that is life and death. Its not easy but I have been so encouraged and thats why I am still here. Healing take place to to some many that care about human life. So thank you.
Having seen many children with cancer...this post strikes a chord...."brave" is exactly what they are... Thank you for sharing.
Kathi Clarke
www.curechildhoodcancer.ning.com
www.caringbridge.org/visit/kelsiemckune
i think it every day.
patients are so brave.
over and over i see them gritting their teeth, sucking up symptoms, taking risks for a potential benefit, fitting in treatments on their lunch hour, being patient with the phlebotomist who is having a bad day, returning to us...even though they know, at least in the short term, that it's going to hurt...that it has to get worse before it can get better.
but, somehow it's not the right word. it sounds cliche and insufficient. most patients would say they aren't brave - that they are just doing what they have to do. but it's how they do it all...with grace and focus.
it's all so scary sometimes. and they're brave. trust me. don't let them tell you otherwise.i think it every day.
patients are so brave.
over and over i see them gritting their teeth, sucking up symptoms, taking risks for a potential benefit, fitting in treatments on their lunch hour, being patient with the phlebotomist who is having a bad day, returning to us...even though they know, at least in the short term, that it's going to hurt...that it has to get worse before it can get better.
but, somehow it's not the right word. it sounds cliche and insufficient. most patients would say they aren't brave - that they are just doing what they have to do. but it's how they do it all...with grace and focus.
it's all so scary sometimes. and they're brave. trust me. don't let them tell you otherwise.
I hope you don't mind I took this from your blog to put in mine. I was the patient that did what it took I didn't feel brave I was terrified the entire time I had chemo and radiation but you're right I did trust "you" to take care as you stuck that needle in my port, to advocate for my when my oncologist wasn't around and I had an allergic reaction to one of my chemo drugs, to give me a smile and a hug before and after treatment. To offer me comfort and support, I always thought "you" were so brave to choose to work in that place of pain and fear.
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