Editor’s Note: For 16 years, I've published weekly essays here on Blogspot, which will continue. I’ve now begun publishing my work on a new blogging platform, Substack, and I hope you’ll join me there. Please enter your email address at this link to receive my posts directly to your inbox. Life changes in an instant. This truth becomes more self-evident as we age, although even the young may have to learn hard lessons before their time. We may be comfortably coasting along in a carefree manner only to have a single phone call or a text shatter our equilibrium. Certainly, every reader of these posts has had this experience. I am referring here to an unexpected change of fortune. It’s quite a different scenario if one has time to prepare for a disruption, such as knowing that you will lose your job in 6 months. In this example, there is time to prepare and to forge an alternative pathway so that when the current job ends, in a best-case ...
I spend most of my time these days in the endoscopy suite. Most of these patients are meeting me for the first time. The patients seem quite accepting that a perfect stranger will be performing their medical procedure. This is one of the realities of practicing in an institution that manages an enormous volume of patients. The patients assume that they have been linked with a competent practitioner. This is analogous to a patient who is scheduling a chest x-ray or a CAT scan. The patient has no idea or concern over which physician will be interpreting the films. They assume competence and no longer need an established rapport. What I will state next may seem bizarre to readers, but stay with me on this. From time to time, I have difficulty ascertaining the reason that a patient has been sent for a scope examination. More often than you might think, the patient is unclear why the test was scheduled. “My doctor ordered it,”...