Right After Breakfast The Next Morning By Dr. Davis

“Just calm down, it well be find.” She passed him a cup of tea, “They always have that kind of ‘conversation’ between the patient’s family members and the doctors...”

I nod slowly, breathing deep. The pacing’s brought some sweat out—I’ll have to change this shirt—but it’s better than sitting in that chair. “Of course, doc. Send me some recommendations. Thank you for the… diagnosis. It’s very enlightening.”

'Let's get moving. Time to perform a little doctor patient routine.' Though jovial words left Buzz's lips, his tone was solemn and shadowed.

"Jane" was admitted in the rehabilitation ward after her left total knee replacement; Upon checking up on "Jane" during hourly rounds, I asked how she was feeling. In response to this, she replied that she felt discomfort due

I eventually figured I should start by moving the smallest muscles in my body. I attempted to

Mark smiled as he sat down and gave the proper response, “Oh, hey Johnny what’s up?”

Me: "The pleasure is all mine. It's been a while since our last appointment. How are you feeling?"

All I could pay attention to were the Doctor’s socks, sticking out from under his trousers. They had little sushis on them. I half-listened to his words- they sounded garbled like they would underwater. After a failed physical therapy program and a disappointing first doctor's’ appointment I prepared myself for the worst. After all, Osteochondritis Dissecans doesn’t exactly sound optimistic. My hearing finally came back to focus at the words “I can fix your arm. You can do gymnastics again.” I study the doctor. He isn’t tall, he has graying hair and sushi socks. His voice is encapturing - very clear and matter o fact. “ I can fix your elbow. You can do gymnastics again. It is not going to be easy to come back. But I can do it.”

“How are you this morning?” he said to me. Once I got to my locker

"Shut up! You're making too much noise!" Thomas hissed. "We're almost there, anyways. It's not much longer." Joseph growled to himself, grudgingly (and not carefully at all) swung you over his shoulders and carried you in an irate silence. By now you could move your fingers a little bit and, hopefully, you would regain use of the rest of your body, as hopeless as it sounded.

Dr. Ward, the psychiatrist at the Mental Health Resource Center, walked out of her office and greeted both of us warmly. Dr. Ward welcomed us into her office, and knowing little about psychiatry I

Greeting the patient. Necessary to have an appropriate positive start to a conversation. Introducing self.

who don’t expect to see smiling faces, warm greetings, and, of great importance, compassion. They expect to be greeted in a professional manner that is cold, uninviting, and at times, devote of feelings; almost robotic. It has always been my mission and challenge to greet every patient with a smile and ask them how they are, knowing that if they were “feeling great,” they wouldn’t be there. I still ask and, to my pleasant surprise, I see people light up because “it’s not as what you’d expect. And there’s something joyful about it” ((Seckel, 2004, Feb.). I frequently receive comments regarding the kind and compassionate care they received from us while we took their images for the day. They can see our expressions and in return we get to see the joy that, for that moment, allows them to forget about their pain and

With the already terrible knees I have I knew something wasn't right. A look of horror comes over my face and I get myself to the ground. That was hands down the worst pain I ever experienced. Janelle rushes to the trainer's office. Breathing in through my nose and out my mouth to keep from passing out from the throbbing pain in my knee. I reach down to take my knee brace off which is most likely the only reason I didn’t instantly drop to the ground the second my body over twisted. The athletic trainer, Joe straightens my knee back in place making it feel better for a split second and does an examination. After icing for a short while Joe asks me,

gratitude displayed on the patient’s face affirmed that he was most thankful to have someone