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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August 4, 2014 Monday
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| I'm thinking of starting a blog on the most interesting (or difficult)license plates. |
Chief Complaint: (written on the chart before I go in the room)
“continue foster care love”
(This was on an ENT referral about a young child in foster care who wasn't speaking very well. She had normal hearing and her ears were fine. I agreed with the treatment…)
Interesting Name:
Romeo
Anecdote:
Luke was a strapping seventeen year old. He was the quintessential South Carolinian teenage boy: he loved playing baseball, loved hunting deer and loved kissing girls. He always had a big smile and a kindly demeanor as he lumbered in with his camouflage hat on and big work boots. “Yes sir…no sir” and a Gomer Pile kind of innocent kindness oozed out of him, his doting Mother at his side.
He came in one day with severe lethargy, fever, headache and no other signs or symptoms. He had recently shot and gutted a deer and we talked about Lyme and Erhlichiosis…and mono. He had had cancer as a young child and the Mother was in tears now. Further testing today showed no recurrence of cancer and the mono labs were eventually positive.
Three weeks later he was back to normal and informed me that he had just shot a deer Friday and was back playing baseball. But he had one main question for me, and he smiled sincerely as he asked it:
“When can I start kissing girls again?”
I grabbed my knees and bent over laughing with the Mother. I told him that he should wait…maybe,...three or four minutes. Or perhaps wait until he reached the parking lot with mock sincerity, my hand on his shoulder. He knows my sense of humor. He retorted in protest and concern that he had had the opportunity a few days ago and felt bad that he couldn’t follow through with this plan. A missed opportunity.
South Carolina, November, 2012
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