Bambi just learned that Dr. Cory Long is closing his medical practice in Sackville, New Brunswick. In addition to his 1310 patients, Dr. Long has served for many years as and emergency room (ER) physician at our small town’s hospital:
https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/new-brunswick/family-doctor-sackville-closing-practice-1.6109823
Bambi and her spouse had the chance to be treated by and interact with this talented physician at the ER more than once. For example, he saved Bambi’s life once by discovering the source of a severe infection that affected her neck. It was due to a dental abscess. His clever clinical judgment and thorough testing allowed him to reach the good diagnosis. She remains thankful, especially that both his efficacy and care allowed her to keep her travel plans to see her family for the last time in December, 2019 right before the pandemic. Last but but not least, Bambi and her spouse were lucky to benefit from Dr. Long’s competence and humanity in earlier ER encounters related to life and death.
Thank you Dr. Long for your medical talent and compassion! Best wishes in your future milestones! You have taken care of so many of us (a quarter of the population!). Please do take good care too, you and your family.
To conclude this post by honouring your service to Sackvillians, Bambi thought of two songs. The first is by Mr. Michel Sardou and it is called “Médecin de campagne” (“The country’s doctor” in English). Bambi will start with a quick translation of its lyrics. The second song is in French too and it is meant to make you smile :).
“He listens for hours
The beating of his patients’ hearts
He’s a country doctor
This woman so beautiful and so pale
Who says she doesn’t suffer?
What does she not suffer from?
This man who shakes and hesitates
I don’t drink anything anymore you know
He too lies so badly
He too lies so badly
He eats in an old bistro
He breathes for a short time
Then he goes to see Jocelin
In Nonaville he is doing well
His dog is aging and is tired
Nicole lost a lot of weight
He drives on dirt roads
He has seen them all or almost
To be born or to die
Almost all
To be born or to die
Almost all
And when that Tuesday he goes
To deliver Maria’s baby at home
All these days, these nights of running
These difficult and gray hours
Ran away at the first cry
To the tears of this newborn
Those crying, those baby cries
He’s a country doctor
That give meaning to his whole life
He’s a country doctor
The country
He’s a country doctor”.
