Nope, I did not tell my therapist I loved her, and I did not. Though I probably had her on a bit of a pedestal . Nor have I said it to the two primary care docs I’ve idealized over the years (one a mentor of mine from when I was in medical training, the other my current doctor of ten years)
Two years ago one of my young patients was on hospice. A 27 year old mother of two little boys. She had heart failure and her jackass cardios never got her listed for transplant. She was on hospice for a week after she returned home; I saw her three times. The first visit she was weake but responsive. I told her I loved her and she replied in kind. The next day she was unresponsive, my final visit three days after that was when I went to say goodbye; half an hour later at my medical recommendation her family turned off her left ventricular assist device (helped link blood through her body) she passed away within 15 minutes
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