Today, I got a call from one of my erstwhile patients. I treated her for breast cancer about 10 years ago. She had two young children at that time, a daughter aged 10 and a son aged 7. She would come on follow up, regularly. However, five years down the line, her husband got transferred to Guwahati.On her last visit to me, she was tearful. She hugged me and said, ‘Doc, I have one wish. I want my daughter to become a Doctor like you! And at that moment, I choked. No words were spoken and she quietly left my room. I thought I had received the best compliment ever.
Returning to the excited voice over the phone. It was her. She told me how she had misplaced my number and how she had found my number through a friend’s friend, who I had treated. I asked her if she was ok and she said she never felt better. I was relieved.She had called me to just tell me that her dream was on its way to being realised.Her daughter was studying medicine and wanted to pursue surgical oncology as her career. I mumbled my congratulations and did not realise that tears were running down my cheeks as I put the phone down. Noble profession, indeed!