A GP's New Year poems... No.3: 'The Art of Medicine'

'The Art of Medicine'

Before the patient came she called to see

If I could order her an ECG.

Yes, that was in the scope of what I do.

I reassured her, and made a booking, too.

When she sat down I asked about her woes:

Chest pain, erratic beats, blue toes?

“My son just wants to get his first tattoo.

At 18 now, there’s not much I can do

He wants my ECG traced on his chest.

I’m just here to do what mums do best.”

When I said that Medicare would never pay.