Is There Nothing More That I Can Do? -A short story by a family physician
This story actually begins years before I started practice in my rural
This story actually begins years before I started practice in my rural
I spent a year lost in the lemon drops away above the chimney tops.
In remembrance of fifty-seven lives.
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I’ve just returned from the memorial service with my son Otto; he had
Doctor Yao was a prodigious physician.
Lately, I’ve been wanting to write down what happened between me and the crazy lady, but what with graduating, applying, packing and finally traveling to my little town in Ghana, I haven’t had the time or the brain space. And I know it won’t be a good story. There are no plot twists. There is …
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Under no circumstances note how the patient’s temples are grey with the
“What’d you learn today?” Mama asked in Arabic.
He looked through the window at the waiting day and in the young light of the morning it was gray and the ground was frozen and the world moved slowly.
I looked out over the tarmac from the launch platform.