Life lessons given by a dying doctor

Life lessons given by a dying doctor
Life lessons given by a dying doctor
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When the location changes from a subject to an object, and the center changes from a neurologist to a lung cancer patient, and from a young dreamer on the verge of life to a sick person struggling with death, the vision towards oneself, others, and even the world will inevitably change, because the entire human life is turned upside down. Thus, the future becomes open to more than one possibility. Pessimism and optimism are coexistent in this case. The final word remains for one, in order to choose one of the two paths in the rest of his life.
American writer Paul Colanthi tells the details of his choice, in memoirs that recount the facts of his story from a doctor who treats those facing death to a patient struggling to survive, entitled, “When breath turns into air, make your life a meaning before it’s too late,” in a style that combines simplicity And enjoyment, investing the writer’s fluctuating conditions, between the doctor and the patient, in producing a contemplative book that defies death, by raising major existential questions about the feasibility of life? And the reasons for the merit of living in the face of death? And what to do when your future does not become a ladder towards your goals in life, but rather an extension of a permanent present without a future?
The story begins at the age of 36, on the verge of transitioning from a medical student to a professor of neurosurgery, after ten years of harsh training, when Paul discovers that he has lung cancer of the fourth degree, which puts an end to the future he had always imagined, as the struggle of decades of struggle suddenly evaporated. A dream about to come true. Thinking about the unknown came as a substitute for it, by examining existential questions such as “What makes life meaningful and meaningful, if all creatures will eventually perish?” And the search for an answer to the famous paradox, “If the life that has not been studied is not worth living, is it worth living?” The life you did not live studying?
It is said that the relationship with death saves the history of humanity, and Paul’s story is only an example of this fact, as he wrote, “I began to realize that facing the fact of my annihilation as a human being did not change anything in my case, but at the same time it changed everything in my life. Diagnosed with cancer I knew I was going to die one day, but I didn’t know when, but after the diagnosis, I knew I was going to die one day, and I didn’t know when, but I knew it for sure now, as Samuel Beckett’s words echoed in my mind non-stop, when He said, “I can’t go on. But I will go on.”
Indeed, the writer strived to embrace life in a strong challenge to disease, without fear or apprehension of death, for real life is not about avoiding suffering, but about striving. And he succeeded, by virtue of his transition from a subject to an object, in turning his intellectual reflections into firewood, igniting the spark of his story. In the midst of immersing himself in details, he confronts readers with painful questions about his path and path – as if telling them that they are projects of potential heroes – as he wonders, “Why did I get cancer?” Specifically?” And he criticizes himself, who assumed his old role, saying, “Why were you firm in the surgeon’s coat, while you were meek in the patient’s dress?”
The writer continued to reveal it in his death bed diaries, and the phrase here by the Moroccan novelist Mohamed Khair El-Din, talking about his tribal perceptions of disease and patients, “I always imagined that the doctor’s work is like connecting two rails of the railway, one to the other, which provides the patient with a smooth journey from illness to recovery. I didn’t expect the prospect of facing my own death to be so confusing.” And about the justifications for entering the worlds of literature to escape from being lost in the featureless land of his death, and wandering amidst piles of scientific studies and the endless curves of lung cancer survival statistics. Literature is what brought him back to his life, the disease came to meditate and write about the rich experiences he gained, so he needed words to get on his way.
The memoirs are like a leap from the doctors’ sky to the island of patients, presenting a students’ perspective on medicine, by dealing with corpses as objects, in the morgue, by literally cutting them into organs, tissues, nerves, and muscles. This tissue was human. Thus, the anatomy laboratory becomes a place of happiness rather than a space for violating taboos, because seeing the human body as an object or a machine is the other side of trying to alleviate the most complex human suffering.
In the other corner, he presents the matter from his position as a patient when he went down to his room in the hospital, which is the same room in which he met hundreds of patients, over the years, when he was a resident doctor. “In this room, I sat with many patients, and explained to them the diagnoses of their final cases, and the complex operations, and in it I also congratulated some patients on their recovery from their diseases, and I saw happiness in their eyes for their return to life again.”
Paul succeeded in overcoming the curse of cancer that obligated him to a special rhythm of his life, which is to always think about death, while not allowing it to hinder his life from progressing. Especially after realizing that he is a “torn human being”, as he is a doctor and a patient at the same time, which made it imperative for him to struggle and face death, in order to rebuild his old life or perhaps build a new one. For this reason, he preferred loyalty to continuity, ignoring the fluctuations of the disease between regression and progression, so he returned to his work as a neurosurgeon, and decided with his wife to have a child in the face of his battle with cancer.
With these “adventurous” decisions Paul conquered the dreaded disease, with his determination to adapt to it, “I will force myself to go back to the operating room. Why? Because I can, because this is who I am. Because I will have to learn to live differently from the one I am used to, and to see death.” An inevitable wandering visitor, but I know that if I am going to die, I am still alive until I die.”
And reversing the negative fluctuations, his transformation from a husband to a father had a great impact on his life, and this appeared in the letters he left to his daughter, who was born in a room, 200 meters from the room of her father’s death, eight months later, on the ninth of March 2015, “I hope not You ignore the fact that you filled the life of a man on the verge of death with great joy, a joy that he had not beat in his previous years, but he does not aspire to more of it, but rather feels satisfaction and comfort for what he has obtained from it, which is a great thing in these moments of my life.
Paul’s wife completed the book in fulfillment of his desire, to convey painful pages about his dying days, when he defied cancer by announcing his willingness to die, with a strong desire to understand its details, resistance, and acceptance as a doctor and patient as well. The deceased wanted to help people understand death and face the fact that they will die one day. Saab’s ambition was his slogan towards achieving it, “If you must be certain that you cannot reach perfection, then you must also believe that there is a point that approaches perfection, and you must strive to get as close to it as possible.”

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