From David Loxterkamp
Those of us who sit each day with the dying, bereft, lonely, and disillusioned, those who suffer chronic pain or struggle to buy their medications, know clearly what George Bailey [It’s A Wonderful Life] learned from his fateful jump: “Strange, isn’t it? Each man’s life touches so many other lives, and when he isn’t around he leaves an awful hole, doesn’t he?” I hope we will not let primary care become an awful hole. Will we be the voice that speaks for the lives we touch and touch us in return?
Together we must demand a broader, more-farsighted, and compassionate view of the business of medicine. I am reminded here of another Christmas classic, and words uttered equally to the point:
“Business!” cried the ghost, wringing its hands again. “Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence, were, all, my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business.”
Dickens, C. A Christmas Carol.