The Doctor and the Businessman

Once there was a businessman named Mr. Flores who had a sickly son. He would bring him to the clinic of a locally reknowned physician almost every week. His son would be admitted at least every 3 months.  For Mr. Flores, Dr. Alerav is no ordinary doctor, for he is the only one who can constantly cure his son.

Years passed and he realized that he has been spending a lot for his son’s chronic ailment.

Then an idea hit him.

Mr. Flores began to build a hospital with the best facility. It was too sophisticated that all other hospitals around his town are beginning to refer and transfer patients there.

Then he invited Dr. Alerav to practice in his hospital. Since this hospital has become the best in their town, the doctor accepted the invitation.

However, in order for him to be affiliated in this hospital, Dr. Alerav needs to pay Php 300,000.00 for hospital stocks. He also needs to pay Php 50,000.00 as a right-to-practice fee. In addition, he has to pay Php 2,000.00 per month for his clinic secretary and other clinic expenses.

Even if he paid a large sum of money, Dr. Alerav never regret his decision to affiliate with this hospital because through time, he developed a good practice and got a lot of loyal patients. And so he was happy.

But the businessman was a lot happier. Imagine, while he is earning a lump sum of money from the doctor, he is also getting free treatment for his son.

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Only few doctors are inclined to business. But, do we really need to go into business?

Family members and friends always asked, how come I am into business when I can earn more from doing surgery. I always tell them these 2 reasons:

  1. I want to have a passive income, so that I won’t rely on my practice as a surgeon. This means that when I need to pay for something, I do not owe it to the fees that I get from my surgery. You would like to avoid the thought that while people are praying to God that they don’t get sick, the doctor is praying that someone gets sick so that he can get a patient.
  2. While most businessmen think that doing business is stressful, I personally believe that doing business is my way of escaping the stressful world of surgery. It is exciting to venture into something that is quite diverge from what I do as a surgeon.

The small amount of money that I get from fees for my surgery, is placed on investment. And I hope that other doctors will be inspired to go into business as well. I know some doctor friends who does well in business while practicing their profession.

So how about you? Are you engaged in business while practicing as a doctor?

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Risking Quality Health Care because of Bad Family Decisions

I entered the room. It was dimly lit. He slowly opened his eyes as I got nearer. It was already 2:30 in the morning.

I was about to speak when he smiled and said, “Thank you for coming”

I smiled back. I kept silent. I bent down looking at his urine bag. “I am glad to see that you are not urinating blood this time, sir.”

“I think I am feeling a little better now. Weak, but a little better”

“Well that is good to hear, sir. If everything turns out well then probably you’ll be discharged the day after tomorrow.”

“I was destined to get this cancer. It took a while before my wife told me that it was cancer. And now, here I am. I do not know if it was the right thing to do – to keep the diagnosis in secrecy. But right now, the only thing on my head is that when it is time to go, then I will have to go. Irregardless of whether they decide to start me with chemotherapy or not. It will not matter anymore.”

I stood there, and nothing came out of my mouth. What should I say?

The silence broke when his wife woke up. “There you are doc, sorry I didn’t hear you come in”

“It is alright. Ill see you again tomorrow. You get well sir”

He smiled as he gently close his eyes.

As I walked away, I felt really bad for this man.

I did an endoscopic biopsy on him about a year ago, and it turned out to be cancer. I told his family about it, but his wife insisted on not divulging that it was cancer. She said that he will be emotionally depressed when he finds out that he has cancer.

I explained to them that it is imperative for him to know about his condition since he’ll be needing other treatment. He was not a good candidate for a radical surgical procedure, but chemotherapy can help. So I insisted that he should see an Oncologist, for him to get the proper chemotherapy program. They finally agreed.

But they never came back for follow up check-up.

Two days ago, he was brought back to the hospital and was admitted due to hip fracture. His cancer metastasized to his bones making it fragile and weak.

Yesterday, I asked his wife, “Why didn’t you bring your husband to the Oncologist? The last time we met I insisted that he needs chemotherapy for his cancer.”

“We didn’t want him to know that he has cancer. He will feel bad about it. He will be too depressed to live, ” she said softly.

“But look at him now! His cancer is consuming him. It has already spread to his bones. He is not fit to undergo the pelvic fracture surgery. In fact, he is too weak to undergo any surgery.” I said.

It occurred to me: telling your patient about his condition can be difficult. They are inclined to deny that they are inflicted with it. This situation more often occurs when you are dealing with a patient with cancer.
If the patient, or his relatives are in denial and remains skeptical about the treatment options that you offer, notice that you will lose this patient. They will distance themselves from you and either look for another doctor who would conform to their idea of management or search for alternative treatment.

As in this case, his relatives were in denial that it was cancer. They took their chances, and ended up with a bad decision.

Poor patient, he had no idea that it was cancer not until his second admission. They decided on his behalf. Everyone knew about his ailment, except himself. He was deprived of the opportunity to get the proper treatment that will at least halt the progression of the disease.

It was, in my opinion, a deprivation of one’s rights to get a quality health care.

I am a Catholic Doctor

Our Faith will always be tested, anywhere, anytime and anyhow. It can disguise itself in any form and there is no escaping from it. At the end of the day, it will all depend on whether you stood up for your faith or bowed down and accepted defeat.

I am no religious man. I try to attend Sunday mass as much as I can, but I often miss it; but I love God, I trust Him and I have faith in Him.

I am a sinner and boy do I sin a lot. Most of the people who know me will attest to that; but I love God, I trust Him, and I have faith in Him.

About 2 years ago, I treated a patient with Prostate Cancer. This 60 year old man was very lively and jolly. Full of spirit, he was hopeful that he can survive his ailment through the surgical treatment that was done.

He left the country after recovering from the surgery.

Months after the treatment, he was sending me all his laboratory tests and diagnostic imaging, which was meant to monitor his cancer. All the laboratory results came back normal. He was thanking me that I gave him an opportunity to live again.

Later on, he was telling me that he converted to Islam and that he was blessed and was given the second chance to live. He then said, “Doc si Pope Benedict mismo nagsabi na Christianity is a fake, at sya mismo nag Muslim…” (Doc, Pope Benedict himself said that Christianity is fake, and he himself converted to Islam)

He is convincing me to convert to Islam.

Every 3 months, along with his laboratory results, I would also receive from him several messages that were convincing me to convert to Islam. I would respond about the results of his laboratory exams but I never replied nor reacted to his invitation of converting to Islam.

Late last year, however, as I recieved the same message from him regarding his invitation for me to convert, I decided to finally reply:

“Sir, it was nice of you to thank me for helping you survive your cancer; but I can’t seem to agree that it was your conversion to Islam that healed you. The night before I do any surgery, I always pray that I will be able to accomplish the contemplated surgery without any intraoperative and post operative complications. Minutes before the surgery, as I wash my hands for asepsis, I also pray that God would guide me during the course of the procedure. Before I lay the knife unto the skin of the patient, I would always whisper, “Guide me Lord Jesus.” Now, how can I be swayed by your invitation to convert to Islam, when it was always the name of the Lord Jesus Christ that I cry out whenever I do my surgery? I am sorry sir, but I simply cannot give up my Catholic faith.”

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Caduceus (2004)