When We, Doctors, Ask Patients What Their

At Times, In Medicine, You Feel You Are Inside A Colossal And Impossibly Complex Machine Whose Gears Will Turn For You Only According To Their Own Arbitrary Rhythm. The Notion That Human Caring, The Effort To Do Better For People, Might Make A Difference Can Seem Hopelessly Naive. But It Isn't.

Man Is Fallible, But Maybe Men Are Less So.

Are Doctors Who Make Mistakes Villains? No, Because Then We All Are.

Our Reluctance To Honestly Examine The Experience Of Aging And Dying Has Increased The Harm We Inflict On People And Denied Them The Basic Comforts They Most Need.

The Striking Thing Is That Who Doesn't Really Have The Authority To Do Any Of This. It Can't Tell Governments What To Do. It Hires No Vaccinators, Distributes No Vaccine. It Is A Small Geneva Bureaucracy Run By Several Hundred International Delegates Whose Annual Votes Tell The Organization What To Do But Not How To Do It.…the Only Substantial Resource That Who Has Cultivated Is Information And Expertise.