A moment defined

If only we doctors could memorialize those defining moments in our careers as beautifully as did Richard Berlin in "Teaching Rounds."
In my year of Neurology many moons ago I was called to the ward because a patient had died. On the bed lay this little boy. His skin was white as Carrara marble but blotched with purple marks from the hemorrhages of leukemia. All alone, at 3 in the morning with this precious life forever stilled, I stood in silent prayer, keeping him company, marveling at the beauty, grieving for the future he would never know.

Thank you Richard Berlin. Thank you Psychiatric Times.

Barbara Young