The First Time a Patient Called Me “Doctor”
No one warns you that the word “doctor” will feel too big the first time it’s used on you.
I was still a student, white coat slightly oversized, stethoscope more like a costume than an identity. An elderly man, admitted for breathlessness, looked at me while I was just checking his vitals and quietly asked, “Doctor, will I be okay?”
For a second, everything I’d memorised starling forces, lung volumes, drug dosages, went silent. All I could hear was the weight behind his question. He wasn’t asking for a prognosis; he was asking for reassurance, for honesty, for someone to stand on his side of the fear.
I didn’t give a grand answer. I told him what we were doing, that the team was watching him closely, that he wasn’t alone. His shoulders relaxed, just a little.
Walking out of the ward, I realised medicine isn’t the moment you get your degree. It’s these quiet, trembling moments when someone gives you their fear and trusts you to hold it gently.
How was your first time someone called you a doctor ?
MBH/PS