A Love Letter to Modern Medicine

This post is part of my 31 days of Love Letters series. Click here to see the rest of the posts in the series.



DearĀ  Doctors, Pharmaceuticals, Nurses, Hospitals, and everything in between,

I love you. I do. I love that yesterday I got to go to sleep peacefully in a doctor’s office and evidently wake up some time later sans three teeth. I don’t remember waking up, or anything for probably about 2 hours after that, but evidently I was pretty coherent. Secret talent: I seem really with it when I am actually unconscious.

I love that I can text my doctor mama that I’ve been throwing up post-surgery and a prescription for nausea meds can be ready for me in half an hour. I love that I don’t have to worry about infection or reactions because I can call any number of doctors or dentists to help if anything went wrong.

I love that we can message each other online if there are any questions or issues. I love that you can diagnose conditions we hadn’t heard of 100 years ago. I love that I am extremely unlikely to die in childbirth.

Mostly, today, I love the good drugs that got me to sleep last night and up out of bed this morning. In case you were wondering, post-wisdom-tooth extraction I feel great. I’d like to thank the good dentists, doctors, and friends who have gotten me to this excellent place.

Guys, I’m not even that swollen. Modern medicine is a miracle.




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