A Final 2012 Reminder from my Gynecologist

(Perfectly safe reading for the testosterone-laden)

May of 1988 – that was the first appointment with Dr. George Long.  Dreading the whole embarrassing process and the long heard-of discomforts, it was undeniably time for the very important “inaugural visit.”  Dr. Long was and always has been a charming, sensitive professional – making that first visit and countless others borderline enjoyable.   One could almost forget about the medically necessary un-pleasantries.  

Thinking back over the doctor/patient relationship, it’s obvious that this fabulous physician was instrumental in many of the “big watershed moments” of my journey thus far.  He was first to diagnose thyroid issues; discovered 3 early stage cancers; and best of all – on December 27^th 1990, he told me that I was going to be a mommy!  He was beyond patient with the myriad of questions and concerns.  He was ever encouraging and comforting as a miscarriage was suspected (but thankfully not confirmed!)  Dr. George calmly communicated the need for an emergency C-section, ultimately delivering my 8lb 1.3oz bundle of joy without complication.  Loving this little life and so greatly anticipating her arrival from the very beginning of pregnancy – I couldn’t have hoped for a more consummate professional.  (A friend  conveyed the same loyalty to the doctor who delivered her babies – so it seems I’m not alone.)  The entire pregnancy and delivery experience really escalated my confidence in him as a physician.

“Dr. George” is the ONLY gynecologist I’ve ever seen.   Because of his integrity, compassion and flawless care -  he earned my trust, respect and countless referrals over the last 24.5 years.  Of course, I’ve often said that Dr. George’s  distantly approaching retirement would be a significant obstacle when the time came.  I could NEVER imagine another gyno. 

 A few days ago I mentioned to WGH that being delinquent for my annual visit; I needed to call for an appointment with Dr. George before December 31^st.  (It was a fleeting thought and I neglected to make the call.)  Strangely, yesterday afternoon, there was a message from his office:  “You need to come in and pick up your medical records in the next two days as our office is closing unexpectedly.”    Living in the lawsuit-happy culture that we do – my immediate assumption was the catalyst for closing, was likely a medical malpractice case. 

Hearing the peculiar message AFTER business hours – I resorted to a quick online search. Several links popped up, resulting in sad shock - Dr. George died at 56 from a heart attack. Tears filled my eyes upon the realization that this wonderful doctor is now gone - dying one week after memorializing his father – who was also his longtime partner in the practice.   Knowing that he is married with children (younger than mine)….and knowing the office staff has long been much like a family, I was heartbroken.   The doctor/patient relationship – while important, pales in contrast to the wife, sons and “office family” that are grieving the absence of an incredibly exuberant, all-around great guy! 

So, the search for a new OBGYN will soon commence for all of Dr. Long’s patients.  The online tributes reveal that many women share my sentiments.   But, newly widowed Mrs. Long and their children will experience Christmas without a husband and father.  They will usher in 2013 in a completely unexpected manner.  Without any forewarning, they are without their protector, provider, best friend and spiritual leader.   Always evident in conversation – and throughout the office, Dr. George was not just a consummate professional, but a Godly, devoted family man.

When death occurs, I tend to wonder what the last 24 hours were like for the family.  If they could recapture those precious hours – what would they do differently?  What would they say to each other?  You’ve got to think that trite matters would be overlooked and an emphasis on finishing well would be apparent.  Clearly, I’ve no clue what transpired within the walls of their home – but I pray that the same calming demeanor patients relied on and appreciated, was magnified to and from the family he cherished. 

In 24.5 years, Dr. George shared countless bits of wisdom and insight.  Perhaps the final takeaway is this: How would I have spent the last 24 hours if this turned out to be my final moment?   How would foreknowledge of our death or someone else’s change perspective? Would trivial things be appropriately laid aside?  Would couples hold each other tighter and embrace a little longer?  If we had an idea that we were soon to be absent of our physical bodies, would we love more completely and unashamedly, forgive quickly and readily? Would we laugh more? Complain less? Would we embrace still, quiet moments with our Creator or squander dwindling hours?  As parents, what would we want our last words to our children to be?

 Most importantly, would we draw close to Christ and leave no doubts about our future in Heaven?  Would we do more to make certain our family and friends would be with us for eternity?  These aren’t new or first time thoughts, but Dr. Long’s sudden passing has certainly caused me to reflect on these questions. 

Minutes past are gone forever – we don’t get them back.  Opportunities missed don’t always present again.  We don’t know when our last breath will leave our lungs…but it will happen to every one of us, and it could be at any second.  Why risk or waste a moment?  A word?  A decision?  An opportunity?

 

"yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes."  (James 4:14)