The kindness of this doctor toward his patients, that, is what we lacked in the medical realm currently, translated…
My father is gone, his final affairs, all, settled, everybody in the family believed, that we should, go to his doctor—Dr. Chou, to tell him thank you.
In the past year, every time I took my father in to Dr. Chou’s office in his wheelchair, he’d immediately stood up from his seat, not hurried to ask how my father had been, nor was he, hurried in filling out the forms, instead, he’d, walked to before my father’s wheelchair, bent his back, and started, chit-chatting with my father on every day things.
like this???
My father told him that he was, troubled by insomnia, Dr. Chou told him, “Must be hard on your!”, my father nodded, perhaps, he’d felt, that someone had, understood his troubles. If my father inquired, “Dr. Chou, there’s, no cure for my condition, is there?” He’d, taken my father’s hand told him, “Sir, let’s, work hard together, try our bests, and there shall be, no regrets, this is the way, we can, respect our lives.” My father would smile, there was, that sense of relief, gratitude, and courage too; sometimes, my father spoke in a very low volume of voice, and the doctor would put his ear to my father’s lips, then, repeat what my father said to him, and my father would give him the thumbs up, giving Dr. Chou the commandment that he was, amazing, and that was, when Dr. Chou would, high-five my father.
My father was, often troubled by negative emotions, but every time he was, due back at the doctor’s office, he’d waken up eary, shaved, brushed his hair, opened up his closet, selected something that’s, newer, there was, that flair about him, that he doesn’t, normally have, and he was in the hospital, for his chemotherapy, and yet, he’d, carried that expectation of meeting up, with his old friend.
Dr. Chou is a doctor of a major hospital, he’d come into contact with a ton of patients, but other than having the medical professionalism, he was also willing, to use the “talking therapy”, and his kind and gentle attitude, to give the patients the boosts they’d needed, to help those patients who are, walking along in the valleys of their lives, to feel that gentle breeze, and this, is why we’re, very grateful to him.
And so, this, is an example of what a good doctor should look like! This man not only just, treated his patients by their illnesses, he was, more than gentle and kind, toward every single patient he was, treating, and that, is the most important thing, because patients don’t want to be noted by their illnesses, but be noted, like humans, and this doctor did an amazing job, reaching out, connecting, showing the respects to all of his patients.