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Introduction:
More Pages Off the Doctor's Pad

by Harold C. Klein, M.D.

In 1994, before the publication of Dr. Klein's first book, Pages off the Doctor's Pad, he had begun to write its sequel. There were stories still left to tell, thoughts still left to share, values that he honored and needed to transmit. Intent on having it all recorded in print was what propelled him to complete his "Pages" during the terminal weeks of his life. Pecking away at the computer at odd hours became his most consuming distraction and his most potent pain medication.

To insure the fruition of his final project, he asked for my promise to edit, polish and publish his work posthumously. Fulfilling that promise has become my therapy, my Holy Grail, my mission of love -- a difficult solo effort after so many years of operating as a team.

In my surrogate role, I have separated the book into two parts because of the disparity in the length of its chapters. Part One is a compilation of relatively brief episodes dealing with the vagaries and verities of the belly dancer, the little tailor and the big business mogul, the successful doctor and the doctors who lost their way. Part Two is more of a novelette, a powerful narrative covering decades of its protagonists' lives, as incredible as they are intriguing. Be it vignette or saga, every chapter is a true story: only the identities of its characters are disguised. To perpetuate my husband's ideas and ideals, I borrow his words to introduce More Pages off the Doctor's Pad.

"I chose the practice of internal medicine because it encompasses more than tagging names to symptoms, applying the proper poultice or prescribing the proper pill; because it doesn't particularize any one area or organ; because it is alert to the patient as a human entity within an ailing body, but apart from its properties.

"In consonance with that charge, as a committed internist, I have tried to be sensitive to the fears, foibles, frailties and fantasies that are silently buried beneath the physical complaints, so voluble in their cries for help.

"It has always fascinated me how -- just as patients disrobe into examining gowns without hesitation -- so do they shed their facades, and hang them on the hooks with their clothes. Be it their respect for medical knowledge and expertise, or the mystique that has always seemed to deify the profession, people do bare themselves to their doctors. And in this communication there are family histories -- some relevant to their aches and pains, some not. Some trickle out as confidences and some gush as confessions, but almost all illumine the patient's concerns so clearly that it may only take an understanding ear and a guiding hand to reassure and lead the troubled or the ill back to health."

Dr. Klein was an internist who knew his patients inside and out. And they, in turn, felt a close bond with him. So many, in person and by letter, have expressed the depth of their loss in his death.

They've told me that -- aside from their appreciation of his honest and devoted medical attentions -- there always were his little considerations that were so comforting: his returning phone calls promptly, calling them when he thought they needed that extra boost of reassurance, being at the hospital to hold their hand before they were carted to surgery.

When they came for an office appointment, they weren't whisked directly into an examining room to undress and wait -- with the usually inaccurate sop -- "The Doctor will be with you shortly." Instead, they would be ushered into the doctor's more private quarters to unburden their concerns, or just to chat.

"Dr. Klein was sensitive enough," one patient said, "to realize how anxiety is eased when a patient can talk face-to-face and fully clothed, rather than prone and half nude, looking up from a cold, hard slab of a table."

For the time and understanding he so lavishly dispensed, Dr. Klein found his reward in the satisfaction and happiness of having made humanity the priority of his fifty-six years in medical practice.

Sir William Osler, in Aequanimitas and Other Addresses, states: "Amid all the changes and chances of twenty-five centuries, the medical profession has never lacked men who have lived up to the Greek Ideals."

Harold C. Klein M.D. surely should be counted one of them.

Miriam Klein

Chapter 1.

About the Author.