Losing One’s Self

Before me sits a well-groomed 75-year-old man named Richard. His button-down shirt is tidy, and his khakis are well pressed. He is a former pilot and used to being in control. He is witty and quick to answer, navigating questions with a rapid side step. One would never know just by talking to him. 

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Only Human

My day started unexpectedly with an emotional bomb. My first patient visit was to be a quick new patient physical. Based in outward appearances, she was a healthy, 40-something-year-old Caucasian woman. I ticked through her notes and vital signs: weight, perfect; blood pressure, to goal; labs, normal. I would be in and out—minimal needs and…

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