… or Reflections on Yom Kippur
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“My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.” -- A patient’s prayer, Psalm 102
[None of the anecdotes in this post are descriptions of any specific patient. They are amalgams of many patients. Specific details have been distorted or invented to preserve anonymity.] I diagnose and treat medical problems. I love doing it. Sometimes I make a big difference in someone’s life. More often, I just reassur...