我的爱，一篇外国医学生的小说，请大家分享

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This novel is a sad story about the sincere relationship between a freshman in an American medical school and his first patient, an old lady. I have read it for many times, but still I am deeply moved by it each time. It is a kind of ideal relationship worth being pursuited by every medical student. But unfortunately when I took my practice as an intern in a teaching hospital, I found it is very difficult to establish a relationship like this. The human dimesion in the treatment is or has to be neglected by many doctors. And they influence their students.
                                           THE FIRST PATIENT
September 25, 6:45 a.m.
        In an hour, Paul Stevens will meet his first patient. The course is called " Freshman Intervi***g -- An

Introduction to the Doctor-Patient Relationship. " The title of the course does not discribe Paul's feeling,

however, for although he has been in classes for 3 weeks, this morning will be his first time up on the wards of

the hospital. In the dim light he pushes aside the cup of coffee he made himself. It is already growing cold. He

has barely touched it, for he is nervous, though he doesn't like to admit this to himself. He tells himself instead

that this morning is really no big deal. He's only going to go talk to a patient. And he has talked to people all of

his life. Yet, doubts surface. What if the patient is silent and Paul can't get him to talk? Or hostile? Or even

crazy? He heard that that happened to one of his classmates earlier in the week. A thousand " what if's " run

through his mind.
        He goes into the bedroom and straightens his tie in front of the mirror. He puts on the white coat he

bought at the bookstore yesterday and then pins his new name tag over the left breast pocket. It takes several

tries to get the tag lined up straight. He notices that the price tag is still dangling from the lapel of the coat and

cuts it off with hid wife's manicure scissors.
        As far as Paul is concerned, he still doesn't look like a doctor. With his new Litman stethoscope in

one pocket and a thick manual of lab values and procedures in the other, he should look like a real doctor, but

he feels like an imposter. The coat isn't part of him. Wearing it like this makes him feel like he's pretending, and

this makes him uncomfortable. The day fefore, Paul argued this very point in class. He was among those who

argued that students wearing white coats and calling themselves doctors is an exploitation of patients--that

they are subtly " lying " to their patients, poor people in a county hospital being used for training purposes. He

still feels this way; but this morning in the pale light, he simply thinks to himself, " This isn't me . "
        His preceptor will be Dr.Irving Gellman. He hasn't met Gellman yet. The word from the sophomores is

that he's OK, " a nice guy, " one student told Paul. Whatever means, Paul thought. Paul received word the day

before through Gellman's secretary to meet on Ward Six North at 7:30 a.m. Dr.Gellman had to meet with the

students early so that he could attend his own patients across town on rounds later that morning.
        Paul shrugs his shoulders and turns from the mirror toward his wife Joan, who still lies nestled

enviably in sleep, the sheets pulled up over her head. He kisses her lightly and whispers good-bye. They have

been married less than a year. They moved from St.Peterburg, Florida, so that Paul could go to medical school

in Los Angeles. He is 22 and she is 21. Being a year behind him, she had to drop out of college after her junior

year. The plan is for her to go back and finish her senior year at UCLA " as soon as possible. " For the moment,

however, she is working to help put Paul through medical school. At 9:00 she will drive to the medical center

herself in the old VW ( their only car ) where she works as a secretary in Radiology. This morning Paul will ride

in on his bicycle. He locks the door behind him and ventures out into the smoggy L.A. morning. At 7:15 he

chains his bicycle to a fence near the medical school. Across the street the County Hospital scowls down at

him through the smog like a massive concrete magistrate. It is the largest building for miles, and it dominates

the east L.A. landscape. Paul was told by one of the sophomores that the building had once been used in a

movie version of Orwell's 1984-- The Ministry of Information. Paul can believe it, for it is huge, impervious, and

seemingly indestructible. During the Depression, it held many thousands of patients. In more recent years, the

census has been reduced to a little more than 2000, but it remains one of the largest hospitals in the country.

Paul has heard other doubtless apocryphal stories about the building: that its walls are 3 feet of solid granite

and so strong they could not be dented by the wrecher's ball, and that deep in its bowels, its foundation rests

on huge iron rollers which could withstand any earthquake. It is as though people regard the building as a

symbol for illness and human suffering itself, eternal and, in the end, indefeatable. Paul looks up at its myriad

windows. So many sick people in there, he thinks.

a**y

E文这么棒哪!
用机器翻译了一下,大致能看懂

小说是一个关于诚恳情感的哀伤的故事,发生在美国医学院一个医学生和他的第一名患者，一个老夫人之间。 我读它许多次，但我由它每次深深地仍然移动。 这是一理想的关系值得是pursuited 由每个医科学生。 但不幸地当我采取了我的实践作为一位实习生在一家教的医院，我发现了它非常难建立一个关系象这样。 人的dimesion 在治疗是或必须由许多医生忽略。 并且他们影响他们的学生。
                                           第一耐心6:45 9月25 日，a 。m 。
        在一个小时内，保罗・Stevens 将遇见他的第一名患者。 路线称"新生采访--   医生患者关系的介绍。 "路线的标题不discribe 保罗的感觉，   但是，为了虽然他是在类3 个星期，今晨将是他的第一次在病区   医院。 在昏暗的光他推挤在旁边他做自己的咖啡。 它已经增长冷。 他   几乎没有接触了它，为了他是紧张的，虽然他不喜欢承认这他自己。 他改为告诉自己   那今晨真正地是没有重要的事。 他只去谈话患者。 并且他谈话人民所有   他的生活。 然而，疑义表面。 患者若是沈默的并且保罗不能得到他谈话? 或敌对? 甚至   疯狂? 他听见了那发生在他的同学的当中一个本周初。 一千"若" 跑   通过他的头脑。
        他进入卧室和调直他的领带在镜子前面。 他穿上白色外套他   昨天买在书店和然后别住他的新名牌在左衣胸袋。 它采取数   设法得到标记排队直接。 他注意, 价牌仍然摇晃从外套的翻领和   裁减它与暗藏的妻子的修指甲剪刀。
        只要保罗，他仍然不看起来象医生。 与他的新Litman 听诊器   一个口袋和实验室价值和规程一个厚实的指南在其他，他应该看起来象一名真正的医生，但   他感觉像imposter 。 外套不作为部分的他。 佩带它喜欢这做他感受如他假装，并且   这使他难受。 天fefore ，保罗争论了这点在类。 他是在那些之中   争辩说，学生穿白色外套和称医生是患者的开发-- 那   他们"微妙地说谎" 对他们的患者，可怜的人在县医院被使用为训练目的。 他   仍然感觉这样; 但今晨在苍白光，他简单地认为对他自己，"这不是我。 "他的教师将是Dr 。Irving Gellman 。 他未遇见Gellman 。 词从二年级学生是   他是好，"一个好人，" 一名学生告诉保罗。 什么意味，保罗想法。 保罗被得到的消息天   以前通过Gellman 的秘书见面在病区六北部在7:30 a 。m 。 Dr 。Gellman 必须遇见   学生及早以便他能那天早晨参加他自己的患者横跨镇在圆。
        保罗耸肩他的肩膀和转动从镜子往他的妻子Joan ，仍然说谎紧贴   令人羡慕地在睡眠，板料拔了在她的头。 他轻微亲吻她和耳语再见。 他们有   结婚较少比一年。 他们从St 搬走了。Peterburg ，佛罗里达，以便保罗能去医学院   在洛杉矶。 他是22 并且她是21 。 是一年在他之后，她必须退出学院在她的小辈以后   年。 计划是使她回去和尽快完成她的资深年在加州大学洛杉矶分校"。 "临时地，   但是，她工作帮助被投入的保罗通过医学院。 在9:00 她将驾驶到医疗中心   她自己在老VW (他们唯一汽车) 她服务作为一位秘书在放射学方面的地方。 保罗今晨将乘坐   在在他的自行车里。 他锁门在他之后和事业入smoggy L 。A 。 早晨。 在7:15 他   束缚他的自行车对篱芭在医学院附近。

d****n

Except the first paragraph which is written by me, this novel is copied from one of my textbook. And what has been showed on this forum is only the first part of this novel. In the following days, I will show you the next parts of this novel. It is my favorite. Although it will take me a lot of time to type this novel, I hope to share it with you. What I appreciate the most is the psycological disc**tion of the hero of the story. It seems that the story  were about me, his fear were my fear, his happiness my happiness. When tired with the difficulty of study, exhausted by the heavy burden of clinical work, or frustrated by the bad relationship between doctors and patients, I will read it once more. Like a shining star in the dark sky, it tells me the way to go on.
     I hope you will sympathize with me when finishing it.

a**y

辛苦你了，这么多都是一个字一个字敲出来的，我还以为你是从那里直接COPY过来呢！
深深的表示sympathiz

c****o

字对不齐啊~

b****d

兄台的E文在下佩服
文章不错
很能感触人