2 patients died today. One was the chap I have mentioned in recent blogs. Irritatingly for me, I had promised him he wouldn't die in the hospice, but in the event it was that very place where he did succumb. I can only wonder whether one of his last thoughts was along the lines of:
"Bloody doctors! Never get anything right!"
The other man was of the same generation; in his 80s, born in a gentler era when doctors were trusted implicitly and never questioned. These men, and many others, were in their 50s when I first met them in general practice. Over the years we have become friends. Now, inexorably, they are falling by the wayside in ever increasing numbers. I won't miss this part of the job when I retire next year...
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