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"Not that with a sword, not that with a stethoscope …". Books about doctors

Some writers themselves were doctors, some of them only dressed in the doctoral bathrobe of their heroes – but each of them will have words to support you in quarantine

About doctors, health, self-isolation – books and quotes about doctors

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Mikhail Bulgakov "Notes of the Young Doctor"

In 1909, Bulgakov entered the medical faculty of Kiev University and after seven years he received a diploma for the approval "to the degree of Lekary with honors with all the rights and advantages, the laws of the Russian Empire given to the present degree." In the "notes of a young doctor", artistically recycled, but real cases that occurred with the writer during his work in Nikolsky in 1916-17, where he was directed from the front, and in the Zemskaya City Hospital Vyazma.

At that time I was already sitting at the desk, trying to push the twenty-year-old my livelihood, if possible from the professional envelope. The right my hand lay on a stethoscope, like on a revolver.

It has long been noted by smart people, that happiness is like health: when it is evident, you do not notice it. But when years will be held, – as you remember about happiness, oh, as you remember!

Well, no … I will fight. I will … I … "and sweet sleep after a difficult night embraced me. I stretched the pellena of the darkness of Egyptian … and in it as if I … Not that with a sword, not the stethoscope. I go … I'm struggling … in the wilderness. But not one. And my loss is going: Demyan Lukich, Anna Nikolaevna, Pelagia Ivanovna. All in white coats, and everything forward, forward …

Lyudmila Ulitskaya "Casus Kukotsky"

Lyudmila's book by Ulitskaya, who graduated from the Biological Faculty of Moscow State University, describes the fate of the hereditary physician, Professor-Gynecologist Pavel Alekseevich Kukotsky. The special gift of the diagnostic, "intrasion", gave the doctor the opportunity to "see" the amazed internal organs of patients.

Among the many people familiar to Pavel Alekseevich, most did not endure any self-insulation at all, they were most afraid to stay alone with themselves and were ready to drink tea with anyone, talk, to do a variety of work, just to remain alone. Let even inconvenience, pain, suffering, but if only publicly, if only in humans. They came up with the proverb "on the world and death of Red".

Vasily Aksenov "Colleagues"

In 1956, Aksenov graduated from the 1st Leningrad Medical Institute and received the distribution to the Baltic Marine Shipping Company, where he had to work as a doctor on long-range ships, but due to the repressed parents, the tolerance did not give him. He worked as a quarantine physician at the Far North, in Karelia, in the Leningrad Marine Trading Port and a tuberculosis hospital in Moscow. Tale "Colleagues"(1959) tells about three friends who studied at the Leningrad Medical Institute and after distribution working in the sanitary and quarantine department of the Leningrad Seaport and in a rural hospital.

Maybe, the old paramedic remembered, how many times, frowning menacingly, he threw the sacramental phrase: “Medicine is powerless!” – and did not even think that it was not medicine that was powerless, but he himself.

Well, sir, despite all our efforts, the patients are getting better.

Why did you go to medical school? Is it interesting for you? Ah, interesting! Well, by misunderstanding. The medicine? I can't live without her. Why the hell are you all asking me like a head of human resources? Am I rude? Go you know where!

Boris Pasternak "Doctor Zhivago"

The protagonist of the epic novel by Boris Pasternak is the doctor and poet Yuri Andreevich Zhivago. His prototype was probably the doctor Dmitry Dmitrievich Avdeev, the son of a merchant of the second guild, whom Pasternak met during the evacuation in Chistopol, where the writer lived in 1941-1943. Dmitry Likhachev wrote about the novel as "an autobiography in which, surprisingly, there are no external facts that coincide with the real life of the author. And yet the author (Pasternak) seems to write for another about himself. This is Pasternak's spiritual autobiography, written by him with with the utmost candor."

– In our time, microscopic forms of cardiac hemorrhages have become very frequent. They are not all lethal. In some cases, people survive. This is a modern disease. I think her reasons are of a moral order. From the vast majority of us, they demand constant, system-built crookedness. It is impossible, without consequences for health, to manifest oneself every day contrary to what one feels; crucify yourself before what you do not like, rejoice in what brings you misfortune. Our nervous system is not an empty phrase, not an invention. She is a physical body made up of fibers. Our soul occupies a place in space and fits into us like teeth in a mouth. She cannot be raped endlessly with impunity.

Vikenty Veresaev "Doctor's Notes"

Veresaev (1867-1945) was a contemporary Saltykov-Shchedrin, Korolenko, Garshina and continued to write when the names already sounded Sholokhov and Tvardovsky. His most famous work was the Doctor's Notes, which revealed to the world the "sick" sides of medicine. This book brought Veresaev such fame, which, according to him, he would never have had without it.

There are many excellent theoreticians, truly "scientific" physicians, who are practically worthless.

We need some ideal, completely unusual conditions for our life, for the disease to become really an "accident", but under the present conditions everyone gets sick: the poor get sick from need, the rich from contentment, those who work from tension, idlers from idleness; careless – from negligence, cautious – from caution.In all people, from the earliest years, destruction nests, the body begins to decompose, even before it has had time to develop.

. a normal person is a sick person; healthy is only a happy ugliness, a sharp deviation from the norm.

A young doctor asked the famous Sydenham, "the English Hippocrates," what books one should read in order to become a good doctor. “Read, my friend, Don Quixote,” said Sydenham.

Arthur Hailey "Final Diagnosis"

The action of the novel by Arthur Hailey takes place in the middle of the last century in an American hospital, where people are treated and saved around the clock. It would seem that this is not the main thing in the world of the hospital? However, Haley, as usual, dilutes the journalistic details of medical life with all sorts of literature – betrayals, betrayals, love; there may be questions to the latter, but it is difficult to find fault with the actual production part.

Man must live. This is the only task of medicine.

Medicine has only one task, always has been and always will be. Help every single person to survive.

Medicine today is occupied with only one thing – how to save the lives of those who must die.

We all need to sympathize with each other. You never know when you will need sympathy yourself.

A.P. Chekhov "Ionych"

In 1879, Chekhov moved to Moscow from Taganrog and entered the medical faculty of Moscow University (now the First Moscow State Medical University named after I.M. Sechenov), and after finishing his studies, he left to work as a county doctor. Pavel Arkhangelsky wrote: “Anton Pavlovich did the work slowly, sometimes his actions expressed, as it were, uncertainty; but he did everything with attention and visible love for the work, especially with love for the patient who passed through his hands. Chekhov himself also expressed himself in the same vein: “… Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get tired of one, I sleep at the other. Although it is disorderly, it is not so boring, and besides, both of them absolutely lose nothing from my treachery … "

All the city doctors visited the Turkins; the turn finally came to the zemstvo. Vera Iosifovna wrote him a touching letter, in which she asked him to come and alleviate her suffering. Startsev came and after that he began to visit the Turkins often, very often. He actually helped Vera Iosifovna a little, and she already told all the guests that he was an extraordinary, amazing doctor. But he went to the Turkins no longer for her migraine

Startsev kept going to the Turkins, but there was a lot of work in the hospital, and he could not choose a free hour. More than a year passed thus in labor and solitude; but from the city they brought a letter in a blue envelope.

In the city, Startsev already had a lot of practice. Every morning he hurriedly received the sick at his place in Dyalizh, then went to the city patients, left no longer in a pair, but in a troika with bells, and returned home late at night.

Leo Bokeria "In love with the heart"

On account Leo Antonovich canister – 5000 operations on the open heart and more than half a century at the operating table. "Love in the heart" – Biography Leo Canister: Memories of the doctor himself are mixed here with the good words of his colleagues and relatives and even reports from the operating room.

The doctor will never be a soulless robot. And even if the operations begin to make smart cars, and this time is already close, behind the swelling robot itself will still stand a person with his smart and tender soul.

Each of us and I have any other living, there are many interests, your plans and hopes. But sometimes the moment comes, and then you must make a decision. I am convinced that the decision should always be taken in favor of the struggle. A person should never give up, and we, doctors, should help him help them all over it.

A.I. Solzhenitsyn "Crack Corps"

AT The basis of the "cancer corps" was easy Hospital impressions of Alexander Solzhenitsyn, In 1954. In January, the writer was aimed at treatment in Tashkent, and in March was discharged with a significant improvement. So it is not surprising that some characters do not have real prototists.

In several hours of Rusanov, how I lost all the position, merit, plans for the future – and became a seven dozens of kilograms of a warm white body that does not know your tomorrow.

And more prerequisite: to transfer treatment not only with faith, but with the r and d o s t lu! With joy! That's just then you will cure!

Yuri Herman "Dear My Man"

The main hero of the book of Germany – Surgeon Ustimenko; The action takes place during the Great Patriotic War. The doctor operates with whole days – then in the partisan detachment, then in the front hospital – expected loses friends and suddenly meets old love … For many years, especially after the release of the film "Dear my man" with Alexey Batalov Vladimir Ustimenko became one of the most "favorite doctors" for readers and viewers.

"Many warriors costs one skillful healer."

Whatever cats either scrambed, whatever majestic and bitter thoughts you attend you, no matter how doubt – work.

Erich Maria Remarik "Triumphal Arch"

The main character of his famous Roman Remark made a German surgeon, illegally living in Paris in 1938-39. Ravich, participant of the First World War, operates patients instead of less skillful French colleagues. At the end of the novel, another war begins, Ravich emigrates to the United States and works there by a surgeon under the real name: about this, however, we will only learn from the novel "Shadows in Paradise".

. Would you explain anything, do you tell about that incredible tension, when, having hopping his breath, make a scalpel the first incision, when in response to this effort from under the blade, the first alaty trickle of blood, when the body, obedient movements of the hook and the grip of the clamps, is revealed Before you, as if a multi-layer curtain, exciting organs,что никогда еще не видели света, когда сам ты, словно охотник в джунглях, идешь по следу сквозь чащобы поврежденных тканей, сквозь узлы и сращения, все глубже продвигаясь к опухоли, и вдруг, внезапно, оказываешься один на один, с глазу на глаз с великим хищником по имени смерть, и начинается поединок, в котором все твое оружие – только твои инструменты и невероятная твердость руки, – как растолкуешь ему, каково это, что это значит, когда в ослепительную белизну твоей беспредельной сосредоточенности холодом в крови вдруг вторгается черная тень этой вселенской издевки.

Вениамин Каверин «Открытая книга»

– И вот человечество вновь остановилось перед вопросом, которому гениальные умы прошлого отдавали все свои силы, – диктует старый доктор. – Кто уносит миллионы жизней, погибающих от сыпного тифа, оспы, испанки, бешенства и других болезней, возбудителей которых еще никому не удалось обнаружить? По мере того как эти болезни внимательно изучались…

Перед странной задачей остановились мы в послевоенные годы – доказать, что наша медицинская наука развивается с необычайной быстротой или, по меньшей мере, быстрее, чем наука других стран или всего мира. Нам, и никому другому, принадлежали все медицинские открытия XIX и XX веков – это утверждалось в книгах и статьях, в кино и театре. И никто не замечал, что наряду с защитой придуманного, мнимого первенства мы теряли подлинное, добытое в мучительных трудах и исканиях. Существовали десятки причин, по которым мы теряли это реальное первенство, но самая главная из них заключалась в том, что никто из нас не имел права делиться своими открытиями даже с лабораторией соседа.

Франц Кафка «Сельский врач»

Сельскому врачу надо ехать к больному ребёнку, но его лошадь "околела прошлой ночью". Вдруг он отыскивает в сарае пару лошадей и конюха, готового запрягать. Дальше уровень фантасмагоричности лишь вырастет, и цена, которую придется заплатить доктору за эту поездку, как обычно у Кафки, окажется высокой.

Таковы люди в наших краях. Они требуют от врача невозможного. Старую веру они утратили, священник заперся у себя в четырех стенах и рвет в клочья церковные облачения; нынче ждут чудес от врача, от слабых рук хирурга. Что ж, как вам угодно, сам я в святые не напрашивался; хотите принести меня в жертву своей вере — я и на это готов; да и на что могу я надеяться, я, старый сельский врач, лишившийся своей служанки?

Я назначен сюда районными властями и честно тружусь, можно даже сказать — через край. Хоть мне платят гроши, я охотно, не щадя себя, помогаю бедным.

Синклер Льюис «Эроусмит»

Образ главного героя книги, Мартина Эроусмита, был вдохновлен беседами Синклера Льюиса с микробиологом Полем де Крюи, автором известной книги "Охотники за микробами".

Когда она явилась, он объяснил ей, что его открытие сделано случайно, что большая часть научных открытий случайны и что ни один исследователь, даже самый великий, не может сделать ничего большего, как только вовремя оценить свои случайные наблюдения.

But again, always remember that not everyone who works in science is a scientist. Only very few! The rest are secretaries, press agents, hangers-on! Being a scientist is like being Goethe: one is born with it. Sometimes it seems to me that you have a little of this, innate. If you have it, then you need to do one… no, two things to do: work twice as hard as you can and stop people from using you.

Only one thing confuses the bacteriologist when he gets philosophical: why do we need to destroy these lovely pathogenic microorganisms? Are we sure, when we look at these very unattractive young students, of those who adjoin Khaml and sing tedious psalms and wear hats with initials burned into the lining, are we sure that it is worth spending time guarding them from some brilliant working typhoid bacillus with its lovely flagella?

Maxim Osipov "Sin to complain"

Maxim Osipov is a cardiologist, author and editor of many medical books, who has been working at the Tarusa hospital in recent years. Osipov's essays on the Russian provinces became the occasion for heated discussions in the press and on the Internet. These essays, humane and merciless, open the collection, which continues with a conversation about public service.

What good do I see? The freedom to help many people. Even if the help remains unclaimed – give the opportunity to help.

Being a head physician is difficult. Firstly, you have to lead people, and this is unpleasant, especially for a person with a soul, and especially in a district hospital, where there is no one to choose from.

To be happy, you have to be. And in order to be, in order to reach fullness, one must serve. Here and now, in time and space – to values.

Alexey Motorov "Young years of the nurse Parovozov"

The plot of the book is based on true facts. The author, a doctor by training, talks about his youth in the 80s.

It seems that the most easy, fun and highly paid job is, of course, with doctors. No one can understand why medical institutes always have consistently high competition. There is something metaphysical in all this.

After the traditional morning teasing, she always added: – Don't like working in the hospital? Go to the hairdressers! I was often tempted to object to her that hairdressers – at least they live a human life, do not work at night, sleep at home, and even get tea. But he never said this, firstly, out of cowardice, and secondly, conscious of all the heroism of our profession.

Mikhail Veller "Ambulance Tales"

Weller was born into a hereditary medical family: his mother is a doctor, a graduate of the Chernivtsi Medical Institute; father graduated from the Military Medical Academy, ophthalmologist, head of the department of a psychiatric hospital. The book describes cases from the practice of the Ambulance Brigade, which the author, for simplicity, calls the Gunshot, Head, Artist, Domestic Injury, Fall from a Height.

. Only doctors and militia know the offside of a big city. What merciless wars, what antique tragedies. There was no foundation on them, the statistics were banned, and the stunning souls and the mind of the plots of the stunning souls were drowning in the web. Plots: simple everyday stories.

Alexander Stesin "New York Cooker"

Stsine is a Russian poet, a prose and an oncologist. At 11 years old left Russia, he studied literary skill in Buffalo and in Paris. However, without imagining literary labor as a profession, he devoted himself to medicine that was interested in his youth. Alexander treats rich and beggars, black, white and poorericans in the hospitals of Africa, America and India – and, of course, writes about it.

To answer the question whether our work is compatible with faith, just look at the annual conference of the American Radio Cologic Society. This meeting is completely consisting of orthodox matter in the piles, sikhs in turbans, strict Catholics and pious protestants, orthodox Muslims and Hindus – in a word, this is the most religious group of people as you can imagine. Even Sri Appani, known for its naughty, sacrificed many times for the construction of temples in Andhra Pradeshe. Why? Because that there are no atheists in the trenches, "and, according to the diagnosis of Kierkegor, any faith begins with fear (faith of the blind, and the fear of the eye is great)? Because that a person who chooses the profession of a doctor is moving – among other things, to control the situation, but, as it turns out, there is no control and can not be? Or because the disease is loneliness, and the doctor, from day to day dealing with someone's loneliness, can not do not at measure him for himself? All explanations lie on the surface and by and large do not matter.

Vera need personally to me to continue to do your work, take everything as it is. In order not to remove the eyes when Bengalec Said mourits his "Inshalla, Inshalla".

"Miracle is possible, Dr., Inshalla." Sanding miracle.

I conducted a repeated course of radiation. And almost a year later, Sayyid called me to inform: Contrary to all forecasts, his chamine wife is still alive and continues to move the right little men.

Gregory Gorin "Formula of Love"

Grigory Gorin graduated in 1963 the 1st Moscow Medical Institute named after I. M. Sechenov, for several years he worked as an ambulance doctor. "Soviet doctor, – wrote Gorin, was and remains the most unique specialist in the world, because he only knew how to treat, without having medicines, operate without tools, prosthetrate without materials …"

– Ribs, glory to you Lord, do not have damage, and the head is not subject to the subject of a dark and research. Tie yes lying!

Caliostro with a blissful expression dragged and lowered the makeup of the maiden in a glass with water. The little finger was sought, like a hot soldering iron, abundantly forming couples.After that, Caliostro looked at the doctor who kept calm calm.

– I hope, sir, in your uzid, did not happen? – asked Caliosostro.

– From my finger do not bite, I won't lie! Said Dr.. – And the sparks from the eyes fly … So, at least, Mr. In-Gosin about the past year, a man with a war fell dared by his forehead about Oglob. Well, I will report to you, there was a firework …

"All the hay burned," Svignin confirmed. – Yes, what kind of hay! Pure clover …

After these words, Caliosostro knocked for a fork on the ringing a glass, then the plug in his mouth put a spectacular movement, he heard her and swallowed and successfully swallowed … after which he looked at the doctor.

Doctor, thinking, encouraged the Caliosro with a look. Nodded:

– Yes! – he said. – It's from the soul … it is worthy of admiration. My spoons were swallowed with me many times, I will not hide, but so that for dinner … for dessert … and a sharp object … wonderful! For this you have sincere heart gratitude. If, of course, even apart from iron objects and porcelain can use … – He took up the big plate and looked around her from all sides. – Then simply no words!