Wish I had….. Encouraging Words

I think that I am slowly beginning to feel like there is a downside to being in the medical field. I love the human body, all its fancy names, and the terminology behind it. Ive never made the kinds of grades that Im making at South. In fact my mom even told me that my dad is “impressed”. (Strange for him). Knowing something about these names and body parts means that you understand operations. The ones like my boyfriend’s dad is having in the morning. He is going to have a section of his colon removed. everyone at Josh’s house is worried and somewhat superstitious. It makes me realize that all these questions about his well being cant be answered in medical books. I feel horrible knowing that if his colon isnt clean, he will gain an infection or that if the surgeon was off at all that maybe a small puncture to the stomach may influence an uproar of acidic content, maybe mixing with the blood, causing septic. But nothing I, or anyone else can say, will calm anyone’s nerves. So when does a doctor learn how to make someone feel better?? I’d like to know so I can take that class right now. Because right now, thats what we all need.