This isn’t about what you see on TV by the same name. This was real. This was scary, exhilarating, tragic, enlightening. BEWARE: near the end is a very tragic, criminal event you may not wish to read.
And he lost forever what he then bemoaned as having been it better part
But still, at the completion of our work, the doctors, and the nurses too
Remarked that it was still longer than most they had seen before
Other things were tragic, like the accident with several dead upon arrival
But then there was nothing that could be done except to tell the next of kin
And that I took in stride, drawing on some inner strength I didn’t know I had
It was then I came to know that the immersion was truly working
That I could become the physician that I had hoped to be some day
But then a man walked in with a baby in his arms, I think she’s sick he said
The mother, other children in her tow, said she couldn’t wake it from its nap
Tiny, fragile, not five months old, a beautiful child, a little girl
But quiet, deathly quiet, and limp and pale without a movement to be seen
And cool now, from the shock she surely had and from impending death
Then I saw the burns upon her arms and legs, cigarette burns they were
I knew and was appalled, there was nothing I could do to save her
I gently took the baby from his arms and slowly walked away
The nurse, she knew as well and gently put her hand on mine
And the child passed away
There are things in life that change your life forever
Some are good and some are bad, but it’s how one reacts that counts
What one learns, or doesn’t learn, or how it reaches in to touch your soul
Those events were almost fifty years ago, and my soul was touched indeed
And my life could never be the same again
The experience in the ER was good, it taught me what a physician really is
It’s not to do no harm, it’s to do what’s best for a patient, for a living thing
It was not my fault that baby died, she was far beyond my reach
But then too I could never be comfortable in a physician’s role again
I’d chose a field in which no patient would ever again be dying in my arms
It was research, and consultation too, I would pursue, objective facts alone
Safe and in no hurry, time to read and think if I didn’t know the answers
I could read the slides and samples, and tell the doctors what they said
An important member of the team, but beyond the touch of a patient’s pain
It’s there I’d made my contribution, where I could do what’s best for all
As years have passed I’ve found nothing to regret in the direction of my life
I’ve achieved what I could never have before, seen things not seen before
Revealed what science had never known, and brought new understanding
The events of years ago were not the only cause, of course
But I’d like to think that I’ve appeased, a tiny bit, the spirit of a battered child
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