{"id":86,"date":"2009-12-10T13:51:25","date_gmt":"2009-12-10T13:51:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.acg.edu\/web\/observer\/?p=86"},"modified":"2012-10-01T13:57:53","modified_gmt":"2012-10-01T13:57:53","slug":"behind-a-doctor%e2%80%99s-smile-stands-patients%e2%80%99-gratitude","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/web.acg.edu\/web\/observer\/2009\/12\/10\/behind-a-doctor%e2%80%99s-smile-stands-patients%e2%80%99-gratitude\/","title":{"rendered":"Behind a Doctor\u2019s Smile Stands Patients\u2019 Gratitude"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a rel=\"attachment wp-att-88\" href=\"http:\/\/www.acg.edu\/web\/observer\/2009\/12\/10\/behind-a-doctor%e2%80%99s-smile-stands-patients%e2%80%99-gratitude\/doctorbelos\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-88\" title=\"DoctorBelos\" src=\"http:\/\/www.acg.edu\/web\/observer\/files\/2009\/12\/DoctorBelos-200x134.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"134\" srcset=\"https:\/\/web.acg.edu\/web\/observer\/files\/2009\/12\/DoctorBelos-200x134.jpg 200w, https:\/\/web.acg.edu\/web\/observer\/files\/2009\/12\/DoctorBelos.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a>Dr. Apostolos Belos stood at the entrance   of Sismanoglio hospital. He has dark hair, a mustache, touches of grey,   and a sweet smile. We took the elevator to the third floor and, as we   walked through a long dark hallway, pale people walked around in their   pajamas, some holding their serum in one hand.<\/p>\n<p>Why would someone want to work   in such an environment? As one of those pale people approached Dr. Belos,   he took his hands and held them tightly.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDr. Belos, I would like to   thank you for helping me. Thank you for caring for me. You are an incredible   person, a very decent and wonderful man. Thank you for everything. Thank   you, thank you, thank you,\u201d he said as tears fell from his eyes.<\/p>\n<p>Belos\u2019 eyes glowed and the   sweet smile appeared again. \u201cMoments like that make me forget the   stress and anxieties of my work and really feel that I couldn\u2019t be   anything else but a doctor,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n<p>His office combines two different   spaces in one room: an examination room and a mini library. Entering   the office on the left side, there is an examination bed with curtain   separating it from the rest of the room. On the right, there is a desk   piled with papers. Behind the desk stands the mini library, stuffed   with medical books and medical encyclopedias. \u201cWhen you are a doctor   you never stop studying,\u201d Belos said. Ten pictures or so of his family   stand out on the wall, as if he wanted to warm up the cold place he   works in a little, and make himself feel closer to home.<\/p>\n<p>Belos said that stress and anxiety are an everyday companion in his  job. Just thinking that a life is hanging on you is stressful enough.  But he constantly needs to be physically and psychologically at peace  and harmony to be able to cope with the demands of his work. \u201cPersonal  problems stay out of the surgery room, otherwise you become a bad  doctor,\u201d he said. \u201cThe most difficult days are the surgery days.\u201d That  day he had no surgeries; he would just check on patients. But the day  before he had had a very serious operation that had lasted for seven  hours. \u201cWhen you start the surgery the stress is gone,\u201d he said. But  how can you be calm in an operating room for seven hours? To loosen up,  doctors put on some music, tell jokes to each other, and discuss  different things, such as movies they saw the night before or how their  children are doing at school.<\/p>\n<p>But the toughness of his profession   does not stop with surgery. When he has to examine hundreds of patients   every week, tough situations are inevitable. People are so afraid of   hospitals and illnesses that they often act irrationally. There are   patients that exaggerate and portray a problem as being bigger than   it really is. There are patients that do not want to be touched and   others who behave badly towards doctors and staff and are hard to communicate   with. A good doctor has to adapt to different situations and act with   responsibility and understanding.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere is a patient who is   around 70 years old, alone in the world, and he is constantly calling   me and other colleagues, believing that he is not cured,\u201d Belos said.   \u201cThere are times that this becomes frustrating, but we have to show   understanding to a man who tries to get over his loneliness by putting   doctors in his life.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Belos\u2019 phone rang. It was   a woman worried about her husband. Belos talked to her in a calm, steady   voice, giving her advice and reassuring her that everything would go   perfectly well. When he hung up, he said, \u201cHer husband has cancer   and she doesn\u2019t want him to know. People are so worried when someone   they love is sick. One of the most difficult times in my job is when   I have to announce to people that they have cancer.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Belos still does not know why   he decided to become a doctor at the age of 17. But now he knows that   he couldn\u2019t be anything else but a doctor. \u201cGiving life and saving   lives is one of the most incredible feelings,\u201d he said. Whenever he   makes a correct diagnosis and gives the right treatment, or whenever   an operation goes well, the pleasure he gets as a person and as a professional   give him the sweet smile he had at the hospital entrance. The gratitude   and respect he gets from patients and colleagues give him the authority   of a worthy doctor.<\/p>\n<p>Belos remembers when, three   years ago, a patient knocked on his door and entered the office with   sparkling eyes and a broad smile. He had come to his office to thank   him for a successful operation that Belos had carried out on his father   almost ten years before. \u201cMoments like those remain indelible in your   memory, and make all the stress and fatigue of the work worth every   penny of it,\u201d Belos said, the sweet smile appearing on his face once   again.<\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dr. Apostolos Belos stood at the entrance of Sismanoglio hospital. He has dark hair, a mustache, touches of grey, and a sweet smile. We took the elevator to the third floor and, as we walked through a long dark hallway, pale people walked around in their pajamas, some holding their serum in one hand. 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