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Lynchburg Family Practice Residency, Lynchburg, Va
CORRESPONDING AUTHOR: Dean Gianakos, MD, Lynchburg Family Medicine Residency, 2097 Langhorne Road, Lynchburg, VA 24501, deangianakos{at}yahoo.com
ABSTRACT
This is the story of a loving relationship between a doctor and a vibrant, elderly woman. In the story, the doctor learns to accept his patients noncompliance with medical regimens; at the same time, he learns something about his own noncompliance.
Key Words: Physician-patient relations patient noncompliance
Like many doctors, I have the unfortunate habit of scanning my office schedule to see which patients will make or break my day. This morning, Im happy to see Sallys name on the list. She waves to me as Anne escorts her into an examination room. A few minutes later, I walk into the room and notice the large plastic bag at her feet. Before I can say hello, Sally pulls two boxes from the bag.
"Fifty-one", she says proudly. "Make that 52. Heres one for you, and one for Anne."
"Fifty-two?" I ask.
"Dont look so surprised, doc. I baked 52 of em over the holidays. Lemon pound, chocolate layer, apple-orange, and a few other favorites."
Last visit she brought me the best lemon pound cake Id ever tasted, and I let her know many times. Sallys cakes are so good my colleagues tease me about having her return to the office every month! In truth, she comes in only when she is sick.
"Youre pretty amazing," I tell her.
"So are you."
She has been entertaining 30 people at her house every Sunday afternoon for the past 50 years. Ham, turkey, vegetables, and pound cake for everybody.
"Okay, Sally. Dont tell me. Youve been coughing and wheezing for the past 2 weeks."
She smiles.
"Youve also run out of your inhalers. Youre waking up at night coughing and carrying on. Youre here today because youre worried you wont have enough wind to make Sunday dinner. Did I leave anything out?"
"No, thats about right."
We both laugh. We both laugh because its the same story every time she comes in, and I know it well. When I was younger, I used to reproach Sally about her noncompliant behavior. She never gave me her reasons. After years of caring for her, I now understand: its about pride, a tight budget, and her unwillingness to entertain the concept of prevention. Its also about my own inability to follow a strict, medical regimen (ie, reduce my fat intake).
"Hop up here," I tell her.
She climbs on the examination table with ease. As I examine her, I playfully scold her about waiting until the last minute to come in. "Pick up the phone," I tell her. "Call me. Call Anne." Again, she prefers to tough it out.
I hear wheezes throughout her lungs.
"You get this prednisone filled as soon as you leave here."
"Yes sir," she barks out, in the middle of a cough.
"And here are a few steroid inhalers (remember these?) to keep your asthma in check."
Of course, whom am I fooling? She never uses her steroid inhalers.
"They dont work like the other ones," she says, "and besides, why should I take them when I normally feel so good?" she says.
How do you feel now, I want to say. On second thought, no sense getting upset about it. Not much I can teach a spunky, 91-year old woman about how to live her life.
As I slice another piece of lemon pound cake, I muse, "High-fat snack. Cholesterol 245 mg/dL last week. Remember what the scale showed this morning?"
"True, but Id hate to disappoint Sally!"
FOOTNOTES
Conflict of interest: none reported
Received for publication June 26, 2003. Revision received September 15, 2003. Accepted for publication September 30, 2003.
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