July 18, 2014 Friday "Lryric"

First Words

      …thoughts of an anachronistic, solo pediatrician

                    by Glenn Feole, M.D.

        "Be careful too that the reading of your story makes the melancholy 

        laugh and the merry laugh louder," Cervantes, Prologue to Don Quixote

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July 18, 2014

Chief Complaint: (written on the chart before I go in the room)

     “???”

Interesting Name:

     Lryric (pronounced "lyric")

Anecdote:

     Rebecca is a very sweet five year old.  She hugs me every time she sees me.  When I first saw her a year ago, she had chronic ear infections, she had ‘tongue tie’ that I had released, and a severe speech delay.  You couldn’t tell it now as she showered me with steady sweet conversation in her delicate little voice.  

     She was sick with a fever and when I looked in her ear, I noticed a little wax.  It was a special visit because her Grandfather “Pappy” had brought her in.  He had a very kind face and was very contented as his arms enveloped a second grandchild nestled in his lap.  

     I wrote down the name of a type of oil to put in Rebecca’s ear as well as the instructions.  When I handed it to the Grandfather, she gently took it from his hands and said to me, “I’ll give it to Mama.  She’s better at reading than Pappy.”  

     He smiled and told me, “I never had much education.  Her Mother is good at reading though.  We’ll give it to her.” 

          South Carolina, April, 2008

Poetry:

Coup d'essai:

PART XX of XX: A Migrant Clinic Journal, 2002

I also saw a white teenage girl who goes to the local high school.  Her clothes were nice but not washed or pressed.  They had the look of K-Mart about them.  But she was trying.  
     We had a very nice talk.  When I examined her mouth, she had several cavities on her front teeth but said that she couldn’t remember the last time she had been to a dentist.  It cost too much.  Her father sat in the chair looking tired and dejected, his fingers dirty and worn.

((The rest of my journal was lost, September to December, 2002))

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