Today, I diagnosed metastatic cancer in a new patient who had just come to see me. I had to tell this young, beautiful, vibrant woman that did not not have long to live, perhaps a few months. There was nothing I could do for her. All I could do was to tell her that I cared for her. I could Показать her my professional “love.” My consultation Сообщить was faxed to the patient’s referring primary physician, and an час later, the physician called me, in disbelief. Together on the phone, we could only share a sense of profound loss.
You might read this and think: Любовь is useless in this case. Love...
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