Thankfully, I have never had too many experiences with medical doctors outside of the routine annual appointments and really didn't have much in the way of positive or negative opinions about doctors. One opinion I guess I did have and didn't know it until here lately was that I did view doctors as care takers of business and not emotion. I do believe that all doctors must possess a sense of compassion or how else would they find motivation to make it through 36 hour residency rounds, but sometimes the doctors we see can become routine in practice and lose that patient care that we as patients yearn for and frankly need and deserve I believe. So, when I met a so called "great doctor" that I did not consider to have good bedside manner, and my vulnerable MAMA was involved, my feathers immediately started to ruffle. As my negative judgements began and the furrow in my brow got deeper, God revealed himself so clearly that I was brought to tears...literally. The doctor had to hand me the box of kleenex for goodness sake, which looking back I think he was just offering one, but I took the whole box. Haha! Looking back on that makes me laugh. I can't even tell you what he said, but it was so moving that I know it was God speaking to us at such a low time. God knew that speaking through someone so unexpected would make us stop in our tracks, REALLY listen and find strength to take that next step forward. Let me just say right now that writing is such a surprising therapy for me, so I thank you for reading no matter how few you are. I never had an interest in writing before, but it is definitely my way of releasing some of these thoughts running through my head.
On a side note, can I just say that I am in love with Mary Beth Chapman's Biography, Choosing to SEE...give it a read! Such a sad story, but the STRENGTH of that family is inspiring to say the least.