Dr. Dean

Dr. Vernon Dean of English origins spoiled Phyllis and I, in our first Church and community of Bain-bridge, NY. In the middle of the night, when one of the girls, was very sick, he would come to our home...as well as when Phyllis or I were ill. Before the day of 24 hour pharmacies or medical specialists we had Vernon Dean...little did Phyllis and I realize how blest we were, to have someone who cared ABOUT US, as people, not as a pregnancy or kidney stone.

I have a meeting at 9 on Wednesday to consult with my FIFTH Dr. to discuss his performing a risky biopsy on me. None of these Drs refers to the growth I have within me, as cancer, yet I know that the purpose of a biopsy is to discern what kind of cancer I have. Each charges over $400 per visit to tell me what they want to tell me...NONE has told me of a blood test, which can be done before a biopsy is performed, to discern whether the growth is malignant. They haven't told me, because if they did do this blood test, it just might mean that I will not need their expensive specialty.
So, the question seems to be who are these specialists concerned about? my whole being as dr. Dean was, or Peter the tumor man? The blood test may show a malignancy, but I will have arrived at this decision in the correct way...