Being Thankful.

 

• Faux Cap, Southern Madagascar •

Taken around Thanksgiving time, these girls were part of the dear family I lived with during my time in Madagascar. Although they didn’t seem to have a lot, they were always joyful and thankful, and seeing this photo reminds me again that we should not be any different.

Wishing everyone in the States a wonderful Thanksgiving week!

💙

Holiday Across the Globe.

• Mahantantely, Madagascar •

Through my time spent abroad during the holiday seasons, I noticed something:
That despite our dissimilar lives, cultures, appearances, beliefs…
one thing never changes:

our love and compassion for one another. 

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• Takoradi, Ghana •

Wishing everyone much love this December. 

💛

A Blessed Christmas Tragedy.

A bustling hospital. An unexpected arrival. A frigid Christmas Eve.

I was saying goodbye to another patient when fate collided us.

“I’m sorry Father,” I heard your son say, “you can no longer live with us, but here is a nice doctor who will find you a home. Merry Christmas, Dad.”

Pretending not to notice your son’s exasperation as you pleaded for him to stay, I choked down the anguish of my own awareness and proceeded to examine you. 

Bound to the prison of your seat—scared, bewildered, frail—you looked so lost. You asked why, what you did wrong, where your son had gone, not fully comprehending the chaos surrounding. A deep sigh escaped pursed lips as I searched within for an answer that would never come. Taking your hands, contorted by disease, I gazed into eyes dulled by years gone by—their hope fading beneath a glimmer of fear of an iniquitous present and an unpromised future–and I made you a promise I wondered if I myself could keep. 

“It’s going to be okay…you’ll see.” 

But hours pass, and it was not okay—you couldn’t sleep, you wouldn’t eat, and the only sound I heard as I passed the door of your half-vacant room was the resonance of muffled tears.

Behind a mask, I also let myself weep.

*    *    *

Soon the day ended. I entered your room, prepared to make my final rounds. But instead of a bid goodbye, what escaped was an exclamation of the first words that came to my mind.

“Sir, I think we should have a party!”

And that was what we did.

A 90-year-old veteran. A 30-year-old internist. A 20-year-old nurse.

Gathered around your bed, over reconstituted cocoa, you shared with us your history, your joys, your life’s adventures. Over paper cups of chicken broth, I told you my story. As the muted treble of holiday cheer dripped through the bedside radio, together we heralded in, with bittersweetness, the arrival of Christmas Day.

You then took my hand.

As I started to apologize for the late hour, you stopped me. Eyes still glimmering, I hear you laugh, and I believe I finally catch a glimpse of what was the real you.

“Thank you for a blessed Christmas,” you said.

Yes.

A blessed one, indeed.

A PuppyDoc’s Return.

To that hiatus sweet,
she bids farewell
to rise to her feet
and don her white tail.

For truly did she miss each one of you,
C-dog, Amity…ol’ Noodle too.
Randoms by a Random, WritersDream,
OneSpoiledBacon— uh…Cat, I mean!

To all others I have failed to name,
forgive me, for I am truly to blame.
As I am merely, sadly, only a doc–
a doc who can’t rhyme but thinks she’s a pup.
Pup. Cup. Rupp. Knupp.

Oh dear, now I’ve run amok.

What I meant to say, but failed to do, is…

Happy Holidays to all of you!

Our New Year Promises to You.

 

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PuppyDoc’s list

In the new year, I will…

1. …try to help a homeless person in some way each day.
2. …h
ug more elderly patients.
3. …remind
each nurse I see that he/she is appreciated.
4. …f
all in love with medicine all over again,
5. …and hopefully i
nspire someone else to as well.

At the same time, I will try not to neglect my own well-being by…

6. …listening to my mom about eating more veggies,
7.
…not avoiding the dentist,
8. …realizing that a Clif Bar plus a Red Bull doesn’t constitute an ideal meal,

9. …and not refusing to go to the doctor… 

But seriously…

10. I only hope to make a small difference…one day at a time (…and live happily ever after with Samantha, of course).

 

 

Samantha

Samantha’s list

Upon the next moon, I shall…

1. …find more ways to earn treats…
2. …but at the same time lose 3 lbs.

3. …
stop stealing pepperoni off my human’s pizza,
4. …
stop stealing chicken wings off the kitchen counter,
5. …and
try not to take up the entire pillow when sleeping atop my human’s head at night.

Moreover, if I find a gecko, or any living creature smaller than me, I shall…

6. …not bite it,
7. …nor squish it,
8. …nor terrify it with my intimidating presence,
9. …but allow it to go on living its peaceful life.

But most importantly…

10. I will remain fluffy, loving, and sweet…and live happily ever after with my human.

 

 

 

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