The walks of life are similar, and we do not know what it is except by passing through its experiences, enduring its hardship, and expressing it… And medicine is one of the exceptional and unparalleled human professions through which the practitioner relieves pain, treats diseases, and removes symptoms, but by repeating his action, and his ease in relation to his skill, he may forget the side The other aspect of her image, besides the fact that the doctor is the same as the patient, is to forget what the fear of the needle pricks as it enters from the skin into a vein or artery, and the pain from the surgical opening after the operation when the movement begins. And the difficulty of what every person simply does in his day, such as eating, urinating without a catheter, or exchanging messages on his phone while sitting in the bathroom…
When we move to the other side of the picture, conditions change, and the doctor sees that what he sees as petting on the part of the patient when he is afraid and in pain from repeating a complaint here and a complaint there, is perhaps greater at this moment than what the actor imagines by repeating his action..
The sense of awe, fear, and pain of losing consciousness has completely different colors depending on your location on the painting, between the painter and the painter.
And in a grueling experience, I found myself in an inverted experience, in which I am not the surgeon, but the patient, worried, afraid, in pain, and the surgeon’s scalpel cuts my skin and muscles, with all the knowledge and knowledge in my mind of complications and the proportions of professional and circumstantial errors, and with my confidence in those around me, except That this aspect of the picture is upon each of us, when we go through it, we have to remember it, and even express it so that our humanity is not lost by the mechanics of our skill, so we only see ourselves, our knowledge, and our sense of our ability as doctors, and we forget that this is only a means to show mercy and help in recovery, God willing.
I teach my students that the personality of a person and the extent of his presence appear at the time of intense pain, gushing sadness, and unbridled desire, whether biological or human, and at the time of sweeping victory and humiliating defeat…. A person’s ability to control himself and his reactions to these feelings is what determines who he is, and how he builds his boundaries for himself and with others.
A young woman from “Dreamers of Tomorrow” said: Explain more, Doctor!!
I said: Who do you think is the saddest when losing a lover!!? Who screams, pulls a hair, blames those around him, throws himself and hurts them to show his grief to others, or who really grieves and thinks of the beauty of his loss and his love, who makes his memory better, or who wants revenge and killing to heal his anger?
Who do you think is more civilized and perfect, the one who enters victoriously, then pardons and unites, or the one who kills, divides, and stirs up strife,!!!
Who is the respectable, classy person who respects and elevates women more than just a sexual symbol that excites his instincts, or who sees her as a mother, sister, wife and daughter!?
Who is better morally, who wants to hide her and considers her a commodity of his masculinity, or who sees her as the origin of life and his partner, so he respects her privacy, grace and knowledge.
Who do you see when you are very happy firing bullets and raising your voice without permission? Is he the most valuable in society or just the loudest?!!!
Who do you see as the most civilized in the event of defeat, who congratulates the winner and works to improve himself, or who accuses the referee and the audience in a sports match because they are the reason for his defeat?!!!
The civilized person knows that God knows his secret and does not need an announcement to inform others of that, so his appearance, his microphones, or his screams are not evidence of his faith, and he does not impose his will on others to be like him, but rather shows his love, mercy, tolerance, and perfection of his morals, so he is an example without acting, and without noise. He is not arrogant, and he suffices others with his gossip and evils, and reminds them of the best of what is in them.
The experience of a few days, while I was with my family, loved ones, and friends after a not simple surgery, brought me back to myself to think about the fragility of the human body, which is only a vessel for himself and his soul, and whose true value appears in what he does in this part of his life that he lives in this body.
Every doctor and shepherd can be sick and needy when the picture is reversed, and every jailer can be a prisoner and an oppressed person, and every ruler is in fact governed by what he does with his power and scepter, and every rich man with his money is poor except by his conviction and the goodness he spreads around him…
The picture is completely different according to the location of each one of us.
The picture I have, in the university hospital in a province .. in Germany, while I am in my room on my way to undergo serious surgery, is accuracy in performance, perfection in work, everyone complements each other in the team, every detail is documented about my medical history, everyone starts at eight fifteen A minute in the morning, and the German machine is in perfect dynamic harmony….The same image from another site and my family and I seeing patients in other rooms, most of them elderly, in loneliness and solitude without visitors or friends, and stillness around them, without emotions made us look at everything we criticize in our society with the same eyes. Others.. Can we combine efficiency, accuracy and achievement without losing our humanity????
There is another picture that must be considered, which includes an exceptional cardiac surgeon, at the age of forty-six, and his assistant in his mid-twenties… Why am I talking about him? This is the question and the two-sided image… He is a skilled and auspicious doctor, accomplished and creative in what he does, and the German team of surgeons and the medical team looks at him with admiration and respect… He is one of the only ones in all of Germany to change the aortic valve without injecting dyes that negatively affect the work of the kidneys, and he does so Laparoscopic and without an open surgical procedure, and when I looked closely at his operations schedule from eight in the morning daily and on weekends, I found that he had performed more than five thousand operations in the last five years with impressive success and great skill, and the operation was registered in his name, as he is a respected researcher and scientist….
Why do I repeat the words about him, because he is Egyptian, he is seen with pride in Germany, the country of perfection and accuracy, and he is a creator and inventor, and he is at an age stage in which people like him assume leadership and pioneering in their country .. He is Dr. Tamer Owais who combined the world of achievement, working in a team, and between Humanity and the beauty of the Egyptian character…..
I found what I wanted in the painting that I am looking at… It is Tamer and others like him from the successful Egyptian youth