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Juliann (Judy) A. Cydylo-Nee Zimmerman
Helen Taussig
Open Heart Surgery
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1942-1956
Baltimore, Maryland
STORY:
Thanks to both Doctors Helen Taussig and Blalock of John Hopkins Hospital and Harriet Lane Clinic I wouldn't be here today. I thank Doctor Taussig and Doctor Blalock every day for what I have now. At age 18 months old (1944) the doctors told my mother I had a major heart defect. At age 9 (1951)they catherized my heart and from the results they could tell how bad my heart was and so Doctor Taussig told my mother and me that I would need heart surgury by the time I was 14. Doctor Taussig used a plastic heart model to show my mom and me what was wrong with my heart and its main valve. I was 13 years and 11 months old (August 1956) when I had my frist of four heart attacks all within three weeks. On August 30th 1956, five days before my 14th birthday both Doctor Taussig and Doctor Blalock and their proteges performed what they called emergency (experimental?) surgery on me. They packed me in ice to get my body temperture down and slow my blood lose (19 pints transfusion) and then fixed two valves (my heart was in worst shape than they expected) and I still have the wires in my heart from the repair. Before the surgery I could not lay down flat on the bed I had to sleep sitting up and after the surgery it was so nice I could lay flat on my back and sleep like any normal person and breathe normal too. I would like to tell you how nice and how pleasant Doctor Taussig was and she always made my mom and I relax. When she saw me she'd call me Punch and Judy and tease me to make us more comfortable. She was like a grandmotherly type of person, so comforting and my mom and I just loved her.
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C. T.
Dr. Susan Baxter
Internal Medicine
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Years 2000-2007
Wooster, Ohio
STORY:
I was a long time patient of this wonderful, sweet and beautiful person. She was not only my physician but my dear and closest friend. She had to leave Wayne County Ohio in 2007 and I will deeply and truly miss her. She not only treated her patients with the upmost respect but she was compassionate, caring and loving. You do not see enough of these type of doctors in today's medical field. She had the ability to know exactly what her patients needed. For me, she could always take one look at me and know exactly what needed to be done and with my numerous illnesses I would end up in the hospital (which was always needed). She took time at each and every appointment to go over thoroughly any test results, any problems or complications her patients would have. She saved my life many times over. Even if she was not on call, when I would have to go to the emergency room, Dr. Baxter would be contacted and she would either come or tell the hospital ER staff exactly what to do. There was one instance where she knew exactly what was needed for me and the ER Physician took it upon himself to disregard her recommendations and when she was told what had happened she quickly took care of that matter. The result of that physician not taking her orders for me complicated my situation to where I had to be admitted to the hospital for a length of time because of his disregard and disrespect for her orders. No one will ever be able to take her place. Take you my dear friend and you will always be my physician.
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Brenna Huntington
Dr. Linda M. Dairki Shortliffe
Pediatric Urology
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August of 1988 to November of 1988
Stanford University Hospital
STORY:
I spoke to Dr. Shortliffe on the phone a few weeks before the birth of my middle son. There was an abnormality on the sonogram between the kidney and bladder. She was referred by our pediatrician. I met her at Stanford University Hospital 5 days after his birth. She was the most reassuring physician I've ever known, kind and compassionate. After a month of testing and gathering of the results, she operated on my son on Oct. 31, 1988. Other doctors raved to me that week about her and her skills. She repaired the defect and saved his kidney. Throughout the hospital stay and the post surgery tests and follow-ups, she continued to kind and compassionate. She always had time for our questions and concerns. We were so proud when we heard she had been made head of the Pediatric Urology. She is such an asset to the medical school and to medicine.
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KENZI
CHRISTY HAAN
UNKNOWN
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MAY 2011
PRMARY CARE HEALTH PLACE
STORY:
SHE HELPED ME WITH A LOT OF THINGS SHE IS SOO AMAZING AHE HELPED ME GET ME BETTWE WHEN I WAS SICK. SHE GAVE ME CONFIDENCE THAT EVERY THING WAS GOING TO BE OKAY.
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Elsa
Laura Baker, MD
Family Practice
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1987-Present
Lubbock, Texas
STORY:
Laura Baker, MD, family practice specialist and professor at TTUHSC, became my doctor when my counselor at the HSC Psychiatry Clinic referred me to her in 1987. I was age 48, troubled, mistrustful, filled with lifelong anxiety, menopausal, and chronically unable to make a long story short. Plus I had and have enough background in the sciences to look into the medical literature--that is, enough to raise questions rather than settle them. In other words, a patient to try the patience of Job. She accepted me and has persisted with me, listening and making special accommodations for my disruptive panic episodes, the presence of my service dog, my peculiar and bizarre olfactory and other sensitivities, my travels and phone calls and my state as a complex and aging and undesirable Medicare patient. The staff in her office treat me kindly and competently and with respect for my status as, well, a human being with real needs, however that is defined. And she and they have been able to coordinate with a number of others to provide care tailored to my particular challenges. And so, although I could not cope with much of a workplace environment, I became able to give many hours of volunteer work in relatively safe or short stress environments, and to write and to lend my own listening ear and fingers on the keyboard for the sake of other hurting people. And my life has meaning, and the suicidal daydreams are very seldom now, and I do not have to be so totally afraid of the process of dying, whenever that is, because I am not an isolated stick in a large and overwhelming system. I think of the people on the streets whose mental illnesses might not have become quite so disabling, quite so life-destroying, if they had had a physician like mine to provide medical security, advocacy, and a sense of being anchored that affirms one's existence--of being someone with a past and a hometown and a community and a physician that pulls out all the stops for one. All that, in other words, to keep one held in a communion of practicing saints, people willing to live 'We,' rather than 'Us-and-Them.' Thank you, Dr. Baker.
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Elizabeth Panox
Dorothy Gaither
Obstetrics
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WHERE STORY TOOK PLACE:
1986
Washington, D.C.
STORY:
I never got the chance to thank this remarkable woman for the impact she made on me. I was a 4th year resident in (male-dominanted) orthopedic surgery. I was pregnant with my first child and getting no support from my colleagues. I remember bursting into tears in her office-thinking that I was never going to make it. It was just too hard. Dr. Gaither spoke gently and authoritatively and put things into persperctive for me. She made me understand that being a mother was every bit as important as being a doctor. she said I could make it work-but it would be different from my male colleagues. Today, I have 2 well adjusted daughters and a fulfilling career. Unfortunately Dr. Gaither died in a tragic accident not long after I had my second child. Dr. Gaither-thank you from the bottom of my heart for your gentle counsel and your great example. Rest in peace.
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Gloria Hudkins
Dr. Harriet Guild
Encinology
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Harriet Lane Clinic 1955-1974
Baltimore Maryland
STORY:
My sister, Gloria Hudkins was diagnosed with diabetes, polio, and mental retardation in 1952. My parents were so grieved and looking for hope. Gloria spent much time in the hospital in the early years of her illness. Doctors advised my parents to institutionalize her, as they feared she would not live long. The love and devotion of my parents said no, and thus Dr. Harriet Guild trained and encouraged my parents to give Gloria a wonderful life. I remember my mother taking Gloria to the Harriet Lane Clinic once a month and she returned home determined every day would be a gift for my sister. Dr. Guild was wonderful through the years and we felt as though she was a gift from God. My sister will be 60 years old this August, having diabetes for for 54 years. Her doctors are amazed at her wonderful progress through the years and she is a joy to her family. My mother who so faithfully taught me as a child to help care for Gloria is now passed away. Gloria and my 95 year old Father lives with me and my husband in Atlanta now. Dr. Guild will always be remembered as a bulwark and guiding light at John Hopkins. The treatment she gave my sister has shown our family that God gave us a great gift through her healing hands, and Gloria is most precious to our family. Thank you so much for such a great hospital and caring spirit. Linda Goss lindafaygoss@aol.com
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L. Randazzo
Dr. Diane Bowen
Plastic Surgery
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2005-2006
Brunswick, Georgia
STORY:
I met Dr. Bowen when I was diagnosised with stage III breast cancer. She was a wonderful doctor but became a wonderful friend. She always took the time to make sure I understood what ever they were going to do to me. She would go out of her way to find answers to what ever I asked. There were times when my other doctors would give me information I did not understand even after asking questions. She was always there to explain in a way I could understand. Dr. Bowen sponsers dinners to inform other women about Breast cancer and risk factors. She gives of her time to the community and is loved by all that meet her. In closing I must add that it is so very nice to have a doctor that really cares about her patients. She laughs with us crys with us and best of all prays with us. I am now in remission and I know paryt of the reason I made it this far is because of Dr. Bowen and the wonderful care she took with me. Now how many people can say that about their Plastic Surgeon? If she gets to read this I just would like to say a big THANK YOU.
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Jeanette Barnes Hoskins
Dr. Edith Irby Jones
Internal Med
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November 1963
Riverside Hospital, Houston Texas
STORY:
November 1963 I was Assistant Medical Record Librarian at Riverside Hosp. when I prior met Dr. Irby-Jones and became in awe of her dedication. She listened to my complaints. I was only 21years-old and had a deep passion for my profession. 5 other male physicians had dismissed my inner instincts that there was 'something wrong'. Dr. Jones hospitalized me and continued to probe, eventhough many test returned 'normal' and I was persistant to which she offered the final 'three test' before my discharge. 2 test were negative. 3rd LE PREP for Systemic Lupus Erythematosus: POSITIVE x2. Medical books showed me the "FATAL" Dx.. Dr. Jones showed compassion/expertise/detail follow-up to me. Later, I discovered Holistic medicine. Throughout the 6 decades, I am now 65years old, I have continued to internally and spoken loud to others, my heart-spirit felf gratitude to this 'early diagnosis' which relieved the emotional drama of living in the unknown for longer periods of time, as many of other lupus patients. In 1994 having met a Swiss girl here in US, was referred to her MD in Geneva Switzerland with a French partner. I, to date, have been the only American to receive DNA/HLA serum laborotory produced to match my individual groups pattern, for which i was given a copy along with publication studies completed before my treatment. I have lived in and traveled to Europe for 15 years and became symptom free. Today, out of necessity, I remain here. I am the mother of a female Ed.D Mental/Public Health with BS in Biology who papered Lupus, and a son Firefighter; Paramed. My health status is now deteriating. I will always be endeared to Dr. Irby Jones for her early work..
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Lori Ware
Dr. Brenda Wong
Neurology, Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy
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December 2005- present
Cincinnati, OH, USA
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My son, at the age of 3.5 was diagnosed with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. This is a disease with no treatment and no cure and for many, no hope. When diagnosed, our local MDA doctor told us to take him home, love him and he would be dead by the age of 18. As you can imagine this is a horrible message to recieve. Being told that your son has a muscle wasting disease and that overtime, he will lose the ability to walk, lose the use of his arms and will die with his brain intact, but through either heart or lung failure. This doctor told us there was nothing on the horizon, no treatment or cure that will come in time to help or save my son. I walked in a fog for about 1 month, then an amazing woman, Pat Furlong, who lost both of her sons to this disease, told me about Brenda Wong. I called Dr. Wong and she called me back! She spoke with me for about 1 1/2 hours on the phone from 1/2 way across America. My son was not her patient, he was just a boy with a disease she fights against daily. She (and Pat) told me there is hope, but that we have to be proactive and make sure he stays healthy for the treatment and maybe cure that is only 5-10 years away. Dr. Wong and Pat Furlong gave me hope! My son, husband and I flew to Cincinnati, OH where Dr. Wong works (at Cincinnati Children's Hospital) and met with Dr. Wong and her team. What an awesome woman, doctor and now, friend! She truly cares about her patients. I don't know how she does it, she calls us and all her other parents (she treats about 210 boys now...that is growing daily) whenever we need her, she email us and she loves not only us, but our entire family. We are honored to have her in our life and so very thankful daily that she is taking care of my son and giving us hope!
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Brenda Martinez
Kay McFarland, M.D.
Endocrinology
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1982-present
Columbia, S.C.
STORY:
The first time I visited Dr. Kay McFarland, I decided she really didn't know the rules about being a diabetes doctor. She didn't blame or scold or reduce me to tears the way other endocrinologists had. She did what, to me, was unheard of: she listened to me. She respected my intelligence and my knowledge of diabetes, not acting as if I needed rescuing from myself and that it was a good thing I'd gotten there when I did. Not that I was in perfect control of my diabetes - there is no such thing - but she took in all the information I was willing to entrust her with, and checked with me about changes to my diabetes control, no matter how obvious it was that the changes needed to be made. She got it. She just got it. She knew that "Caring and understanding heal more wounds than any scientifically proven remedy" (Love Grows When Shared by Drs. Kay and Dee McFarland). Diabetes is an insidious disease with no vacations and no time off for good behavior. Dr. McFarland came alongside, willing to go the distance, sharing in the devastations and pitfalls of living with this chronic disease. I'm at my 50 year mark of living with Type 1 diabetes; if it had not been for her, I would never be celebrating this milestone. She is retired now, but she is still and will always be my champion, my hero. At her retirement party, I found out that my voice was one in the chorus of voices saying the same thing: she was different from every other doctor I ever saw; she treated me as a person, a whole person, not just a diabetic. She deserves a place in history as the endocrinologist, the doctor, the person who, with skill and care, cured her patients of the emotional ravages of diabetes. She knows, she really knows, diabetes.
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Thom Remington
Margaret I Handy
Pediatrics
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WHERE STORY TOOK PLACE:
May-June 1959
Wilmington, Delaware
STORY:
I was one of Dr. Handy's patients from early childhood (I don't remember any other pediatrician, other than her parter(s) in her practice - also women). In 1959, at the age of 10, I came down with measles, which developed into pneumonia and meningeoencephalitis. As I got worse, Dr. Handy came back into town from a conference (I think) to care for me. I recovered fully. I don't know all the details, but I do believe that her care was what saved me from either death or serious brain damage.
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Tammy J. Hanson
Frances K. Conley
Neuro surgeon
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1993
Stanford Medical Center
STORY:
Dr. Frances Conley will always be a special hero in my life. As an employee at Stanford Medical Center myself, I was fortunate to have relationships and reputational knowledge of many physicians and they're expertise. In 1993, it became imperative that I had to have a double discectomy on my cervical spine. Extreme pain, stress and knowing what I was facing led me to Dr. Conley as my chosen surgeon. Scared to death, I sought consult from a renouned Radiologist I worked with. He said, "go see Fran Conley." She was very thorough in her analysis of my condition and what her surgical plan was. She was also very blunt about the positive and possible negative outcome. When I woke up in the recovery room, she was there. The first thing I knew was that my excrutiating pain was gone. The second was that I could move all of my body parts and had no paralysis. She had used a surgical technique on me developed herself, called a "keyhole" technique. Because of her technique, I have no metal of any type in my spine. My double fusion was successful and my neck even regained most of its natural curve. She took excellent care of me for the 3 post-op days I spent at the hospital. To this day I retain full range of motion in my neck and continue to work in my profession with minimal restrictions. My respect for her and grateful thoughts for my story and recovery will always be with me and I often share it with others. Thankyou always Dr. Conley.
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Sherry Kieper
Dr. Anne Ogren
Pediatrics
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1985 - 2005
Indianapolis, IN
STORY:
When my two children were 10 and 8 we found Dr. Ogren. She was about my age and shared red hair with my daughter. She was thorough in their exams and put me at ease that physically they were developing well. My daughter had dry skin patches and we were able to sooth these patches thanks to Dr. Ogren. Our baby son was born shortly after that time. He ended up with many ear infections, eventually Dr. Ogren suggested he have his tonsils out. After surgery he never had any more ear infections! I always looked forward to our visits to Dr. Ogren as she was a gentle strong doctor who put me as a nervous mother at ease. She treated my kids from 1985 until the baby was 18 in 2005. I felt very confident in her care and deeply appreciate all her years!
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Bonnie Oliver
Jessie Boyd Scriver
paedatrics
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March 1964
Royal Victoria Hospital, Montreal Quebec
STORY:
Dr. Scriver was my doctor when I was born in 1964. My mom tells me, every year on my birthday, how Dr. Scriver came to see her after I was born and her first question to my mother was "What did you do?' My mom was confused, not sure what Dr. Scriver was referring to and felt panicked. Mom tells me that suddenly Dr. Scriver began smiling and said to her "What did you do to deliver such a peanut?" (i only weighed 5 lbs, 10 oz when born). Mom and she shared a good laugh over this and I get to take part in that each year on my birthday. I wish I had memories of Dr. Scriver, but rely on Mom's accounts of her kindness, compassion and intelligence.
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