"Those burdens are what make medicine holy and wholly impossible: in taking up another’s cross, one must sometimes get crushed by the weight." (page 105). The secret is to know that the deck is stacked, that you will lose, that your hands or judgment will slip, and yet still struggle to win for your patients." (page 161) Even if you are perfect, the world isn’t. Our patients’ lives and identities may be in our hands, yet death always wins. "We had assumed an onerous yoke, that of mortal responsibility. "Openness to human relationality does not mean revealing grand truths from the apse it means meeting patients where they are, in the narthex or nave, and bringing them as far as you can." (page 98) "All at once, it dawned on her and she began to cry: wherever this “practice EKG” had come from, the patient had not survived." (page 53) This is one that I keep coming back to, both for its heartbreaking honesty and the poetry of its language. Beautiful and devasta I've mentioned a few times that the character of Augustine came out of all the doctors' memoirs I've read over the years. I've mentioned a few times that the character of Augustine came out of all the doctors' memoirs I've read over the years. 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
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