The collaboration and solidarity I and we have been observing in these times, is a powerful testament to the impact Medicine and our Health Care system has on our communities and individuals. I do however question many responses, mainly from a humanistic perspective. I am curious about this very virus and what will soon be revealed, or not. More recently, I’m perplexed with the “hero” archetype. My concern with heroes, especially in medicine is, “Who are we when we don’t save the day?” Save a life. Make a mistake. Die on the line or for that matter, commit suicide. And the latter is not a new scenario as, “Doctors are far more likely than the general population to die by suicide.” (NPR.org 2018)
Pursuing the art of medicine to be another’s hero never sat well with me. Have I been a participant in the betterment of one’s illness, acute or chronic? Yes. A guide, so to speak, that has used her knowledge and skills to the best of her abilities, or so I can only hope? Yes. Have I educated, hung treatments, lead codes, witnessed miracles such as birth and passages of death? Yes. Have I felt a surge of energy and enthusiasm around a crisis? Yes. Have I felt proud? Yes. More potently however, I have been humbled. Humbled by the bravery of my patients and their loved ones. To go to a hospital in need of help is a bold and vulnerable act. Likewise, to be in service to those in need requires courage and vulnerability. This relationship involves a great deal of trust. And on occasion, the recipient of our best care doesn’t make it to see another day.
I have been both witness to and in the patient role in my days. I request no one be my Hero, only to use their scientific minds wisely and with flexibility. To listen. To hear and see not only with their heads. To apply the principles of Hippocrates and to perhaps reflect on a new Health Care Ethos. A humane ethos that has not only patient’s wellness at heart but providers as well. A slowing down versus powering through. A dismantling of Saintly Doctors and one of the most recent(disturbing) narratives, “Murderous” Nurses. I end with the question. Are we Human or are we Heroes? Perhaps we tend to our own personal Hero’s journey, as we unknot our capes and sit at the bedside; taking a glimpse at the insurmountable beauty and mystery before us. Another Human. Another You.
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