tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post3542000718190283387..comments2023-10-26T05:49:59.824-04:00Comments on Reflections of a Grady Doctor: The Reflex.gradydoctorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-79863505529436539682011-05-30T14:41:20.304-04:002011-05-30T14:41:20.304-04:00They say that tears are an overflowing heart. Your...They say that tears are an overflowing heart. Your kisses and your tears are one and the same. :)Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02306290080896203929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-63734445374624835842011-05-30T11:03:50.752-04:002011-05-30T11:03:50.752-04:00Anush-- Yes, flowers are for the living. I thank y...Anush-- Yes, flowers are for the living. I thank you for these flowers.<br /><br />Ms. Moon-- Isn't that a beautiful thing?<br /><br />Angella -- You always remind me to hold my babies tight. Thanks for that. <br /><br />Lisa aka FBH -- Feel that hug.<br /><br />Andi -- You should totally do it! Can't wait to hear of your F.P.s in the VA. Lots of FPs there, I'm sure.<br /><br />Ellen -- Love is good reflex, no?<br /><br />Emmy-- Sorrow is not the word for it. It is more gratefulness and respect for life and the gifts people share when they are here. And wishing we could have just one more serving of it, you know? Not sorrow, really. I get that it was her time, but I will miss her and I feel honored that I got to meet her as I am sure your doctors feel about you. But not sorrowful . . no. <br /><br />Your words are beautiful. Thank you for sharing.gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-62895418267680670042011-05-30T00:49:36.220-04:002011-05-30T00:49:36.220-04:00There is part of me that wants my oncologists and ...There is part of me that wants my oncologists and cardiologists to be affected by my death. We have been together for a long time and I truly want them to care. The other part of me hopes that they understand that they gave me the time that I truly desired, the time to raise my children and see them securely on their way into adulthood. Without seeming to be suicidal or morbid, I don't know how to tell them that I am at peace with whatever time I have left and am grateful to them because I feel I have accomplished my mission. I want them to feel my gratitude, not sorrow.Lisa https://www.blogger.com/profile/09324961653370110887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-52803121574006495062011-05-29T19:58:51.833-04:002011-05-29T19:58:51.833-04:00Reading about your children and the reflex of a hu...Reading about your children and the reflex of a hug and a kiss, they do just go hand and hand. Tears and the ache of loss is the same reflex that tugs our hearts. Your patient was wise and what a lasting gift to have shared...and passed on ...Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00912709342270151365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-55756424506750181162011-05-29T19:31:42.594-04:002011-05-29T19:31:42.594-04:00I struggle with this all the time. Sometimes I won...I struggle with this all the time. Sometimes I wonder if I let things get to me too much. Its hard though because you see the humanity and the vulnerability in people in a way that you just don't get to outside of the hospital. It makes you all the more grateful for those mundane moments that are usually taken for granted.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03497289912197443753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-80765524729830523142011-05-29T15:59:16.625-04:002011-05-29T15:59:16.625-04:00Hugging you from here.
(Another reflex.)Hugging you from here.<br />(Another reflex.)Lisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-44255677777642850432011-05-29T14:37:09.970-04:002011-05-29T14:37:09.970-04:00Ms. Zebedee taught me, too. She had a big, big rea...Ms. Zebedee taught me, too. She had a big, big reach. Thank you for bringing me to her, for allowing us to know her. I am so sorry for your loss, for all our loss. But I am also profoundly grateful that she was here.<br /><br />Hold your babies tight. As you always do.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-7996351620733017722011-05-29T13:21:50.465-04:002011-05-29T13:21:50.465-04:00You know what I love? That someone I never, ever w...You know what I love? That someone I never, ever would have met has now influenced my life. Thank-you for sharing your patients and what you learn from them. Thank-you for still crying when a FP dies. You are human and crying is your right, whether it is a reflex or not.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-57959764880794731882011-05-29T11:59:43.075-04:002011-05-29T11:59:43.075-04:00You are an embodiment of everything that is beauti...You are an embodiment of everything that is beautiful and amazing in this imperfect (medical and non-medical) world. I hope you become even more contagious, beyond your students and current readers of your blog, and spread like a pandemic of kindness, goodness, benevolence, compassion, empathy and true nobility of spirit.<br /><br />P.S. Sorry if I sound like I'm always "gushing" like a groupie. I respect and admire the person I have come to know through your blog. It makes me genuinely happy that you exist in this world, even if we never meet in person, and I want to share that happiness with you. I never want to miss an opportunity to tell someone that who they are or what they say or do really matters.Anushnoreply@blogger.com