Way Too Many Doctors!
When you have cancer the doctors seem to come out of the woodwork. Is there really a need for so many specialists?
Judy and I love to watch the old western, Gunsmoke. We have seen so many episodes that the characters seem like family. There’s Matt Dillon, Miss Kitty, Chester and others that came and went over the twenty year run of Gunsmoke. My favorite character was “Old Doc Adams.”
Doc Adams reminds me of how doctors were when I was a kid. They all seemed much alike and they would examine you with a knowing look, but they said little. In their silence there was a degree of confidence that said, “This guy must know something important and too deep for my understanding. I better just trust whatever he says.” Not so today. Doctors want their patients “Informed.”
Doc Adams was an expert at removing bullets and delivering babies. How could you not trust a doctor who removed an average of fifteen bullets a season from Marshall Dillon? I wish Doc Adams was here now to “fix me up.” He would say, “Now don’t you worry a bit. I’ll have you fixed up in no time by golly.” He would say that even when you knew the cowboy he was working on was a gonner, but at least they died with confidence in their doctor.
I suppose being informed allows me to “Participate” in my treatment. To tell you the truth, I think I would rather just have a doctor that looks confident and isn’t counting on me for much. I have enough of a burden to carry already, I don’t need to be responsible for my treatment. Where is Good Old Doc when you need him?
Today we have our first appointment with the Oncologist. Oh how I’m looking forward to this! NOT!
I never knew there were so many different kinds of doctors. So far we have seen Primary Care doctors, gastroenterologist, surgical oncologists, hematologists, urologists, transplant specialists, radiologists, and the all important billingologists. Down the road I suppose I will meet a few more specialists, but none are going to tell me, “Now don’t you worry a bit. I’ll have you fixed up in no time by golly.”
Oh how I wish Old Doc Adams was here now!
Now what I do have is Old Doc Jesus.
1 Peter 2:24 who Himself bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, having died to sins, might live for righteousness—by whose stripes you were healed.
I can almost hear my Lord saying to me now, “Now don’t you worry a bit. I’ll have you fixed up in no time by golly.”