General Discussion
Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsBefore I Go
Before I GoBy Paul Kalanithi
Photography by Gregg Segal
Stanford Medicine
3/4/15
Its not until the last case finishes that you feel the length of the day, the drag in your step. Those last few administrative tasks before leaving the hospital, however far post-meridian you stood, felt like anvils. Could they wait till tomorrow? No. A sigh, and Earth continued to rotate back toward the sun.
But the years did, as promised, fly by. Six years passed in a flash, but then, heading into chief residency, I developed a classic constellation of symptoms weight loss, fevers, night sweats, unremitting back pain, cough indicating a diagnosis quickly confirmed: metastatic lung cancer. The gears of time ground down. While able to limp through the end of residency on treatment, I relapsed, underwent chemo and endured a prolonged hospitalization.
I emerged from the hospital weakened, with thin limbs and thinned hair. Now unable to work, I was left at home to convalesce. Getting up from a chair or lifting a glass of water took concentration and effort. If time dilates when one moves at high speeds, does it contract when one moves barely at all? It must: The day shortened considerably. A full days activity might be a medical appointment, or a visit from a friend. The rest of the time was rest.
With little to distinguish one day from the next, time began to feel static. In English, we use the word time in different ways, the time is 2:45 versus Im going through a tough time. Time began to feel less like the ticking clock, and more like the state of being. Languor settled in. Focused in the OR, the position of the clocks hands might seem arbitrary, but never meaningless. Now the time of day meant nothing, the day of the week scarcely more so...
And...
And...
That message is simple: When you come to one of the many moments in life when you must give an account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying mans days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that does not hunger for more and more, but rests, satisfied. In this time, right now, that is an enormous thing.
More: http://stanmed.stanford.edu/2015spring/before-i-go.html
merrily
(45,251 posts)Once, I sat on a free shuttle from one of Boston's neighborhood health centers to Mass General Hospital. An elderly woman sat next to me and nervously struck up a conversation. (We were both going for medical care.) She told me she was dying soon. (She didn't mean from age, but I have forgotten the illness.) And she had never been married or had any children. And, as she looked back over her life, she felt as though it had all been for nothing because she had accomplished nothing, would leave no mark, etc.
By this time she was weeping and I had all I could do not to break down and cry, too, that is how searing her sense of worthlessness was. Thinking as quickly as I could, I said (in perhaps typical merrily fashion), you don't know what good you have done in the world. You may have done something fantastic for someone without ever knowing how much it meant. You may have smiled at stranger who was about to commit suicide and saved a life, you just have no way of knowing."
At this point, she stopped weeping, straightened up, brightened up and smiled. She said, "You know, that's very true. I always have made it a point to smile at people, even strangers. You could be right." And then, we conversed in small talk until the shuttle reached the doors of the hospital
WillyT
(72,631 posts)I've suggested the same type of things...
A simple kindness... a helping hand.. a kind word..
merrily
(45,251 posts)Just kidding.
Good for you. Again, we don't know what impact we have on others. Smiling at strangers was enough to make that poor woman think her entire life had not been for nothing--and she was right!
Enthusiast
(50,983 posts)a hug, for that day, what you did, the kindness you shared. I knew you were nice. [URL=.html][IMG][/IMG][/URL]