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In my years as a healthcare professional, Iu2019ve treated hundreds of patients. Each one came with a story, a struggle, and a lesson to offer. But it was patient number 100 who changed me the mostu2014not through a groundbreaking case, but t
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Patience In my years as a healthcare professional, I’ve treated hundreds of patients. Each one came with a story, a struggle, and a lesson to offer. But it was patient number 100 who changed me the most—not through a groundbreaking case, but through something deeper: human connection. He was a quiet man in his late 60s, admitted for complications related to diabetes. His chart looked routine—blood sugar mismanagement, minor wounds, signs of fatigue. But from the moment I met him, something stood out. He never complained. Not once. Despite his discomfort, despite the endless pokes of needles, the rigid hospital routines, the bitter taste of medication—he smiled. “Doc,” he said on his third day in the ward, “the worst thing about this place is that I’ve got too much time to think.” I chuckled, thinking it was just an offhand remark. But over the next few days, we talked more. I learned that his name was Harun. He used to be a schoolteacher. His wife had passed away five years ago. He had one daughter, a nurse, working abroad. They spokeoften, but he missed Read more…