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Reflection on my practice

Terese Tubman is a GP in Cornwall

Over the shoulder, at the door
‘I still love you, you know.’
After we talked about another treatment
He won’t want
And agree to life as it is.

‘You saved my friend’s life.’
Said a second time, insistently
When I shrugged
In unlikely dismissal.

Halfway to the door
Arm-around hug
The tearful first of the the two-part loss
Of a wife to Alzheimer’s.

It has been a hard week.
These are unexpected things.
They leave me puzzled and filled.
Keep going.

 

Featured photo by Brett Jordan on Unsplash

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