[Comment] The Notes: encounters with medicine
Some instances from the day persist. Seen directly they go unnoticed, but brighten, almost like stars, in the margins of our sight. Medicine is extraordinary in this way, in what it reveals. Like art, it shows us the world, all humanity, the tragic and the beautiful, the wondrous. How might we contend with it all? Arthur Miller, in Death of a Salesman, demands that “attention must be paid”,1 and this feels right. And of course, the humanity is ours as much our patients’. Belief, anger, fear, hope: this and more moves in doctors, crystallising in language, in the words we arrive at in consultations.