Saturday, July 29, 2006

In My Bed

I am on call tonight at the hospital. On those nights, my son spend the night in my bed, next to mom. Tonight, and as she tucked him in, he said "I am angry with you and dad. You listen to dad more than you listen to me, and you sometimes ask me to go back to my room. I have lots of questions and I need answers!"

Son, I love you...

The Idol to the White House

Bush plans to host "American Idol" Taylor Hicks and the other top 10 finalists at the oval office. Mr Hicks has won more votes on the "Idol" than Mr Bush in the last elections, and I bet that Mr Rove will visit with Mr Hicks to get some pointers for the upcoming elections and to discuss possible cooperation! As for Mr Hicks, he will get to meet his 9th grade teacher, who is currently Laura Bush's press secritary. This gathering reminds me of the recent Hugh Grant movie American Dreamz, but this current events is even better, it is reality!

Friday, July 28, 2006

Insignificant Lives

The experience of the Sixth War in the Middle East has so far confirmed that despite being “human”, the lives of the victims of this war including the Israeli soldiers are insignificant. It has also confirmed that human rights can be suspended particularly when they are needed for the sake of an exceptional state of war- the “terror” on terror. I am afraid that the quest for a new Middle East has turned into a conquest and that the American captain has lost his compass.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Three Patients

Three of my patients did not show up for their appointments. Each of them visited with me last Tuesday and each of them had an excuse. The first patient was at the emergency room due to an asthma attack. The smoke of the fire that burned down his house triggered the attack. The fire started in the drier. The second patient’s nephew died. He had an argument with his mother and was found dead in his room three days later. He ingested his mother’s psychiatric medications. She had attempted suicide three times, three failed attempts. My last patient’s husband died. She brought the death certificate to prove it to me!

We, providers of health care, are trained to empathize with our patients and to protect our emotions. But on that day, I ran out of empathy and it hurt!