Michael A. LaCombe, MD
Why she called me first I never figured out. Maybe she had more brains than I gave her credit for. All she had said was,
My husband has passed away, Doctor. Can you come over?
That was it: flat monotone, no emotion, just matter-of-fact. Now I'm one of those old-fashioned doctors who still makes house calls on certain occasions, and this was definitely one of those occasions. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. I grabbed my clothes, got dressed in the bathroom so as not to wake my wife, brushed the snow from the car, and
Michael A. LaCombe. Playing God. Ann Intern Med. 1992;116:161–162. doi: 10.7326/0003-4819-116-2-161
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