Sgt. Saunders
11-16-2022, 10:12 AM
Dr. Kelly Brackett was certainly an extremely dedicated and highly competent emergency room physician at Rampart Hospital in Los Angeles. Dr. Brackett’s ability to instantly diagnose a new patient’s medical condition and to then immediately implement an effective medical treatment for that patient’s ailment was almost uncanny. The man was truly amazing.
Nevertheless, Dr. Brackett’s “bedside manner” (or more to the point, lack of one) really perplexed me. While Dr. Brackett’s medical colleagues, Doctors Joe Early and Mike Morton and head nurse Dixie McCall, always treated their patients and each other, with respect, kindness and empathy, the good Dr. Brackett acted in a gruff and curt manner. I mean, it seems as if Dr. Brackett had a perpetual chip on his shoulder and a humongous
burr up another part of his anatomy.
Couldn’t the man ever lighten up? And, why was he such an Ebenezer Scrooge in the emergency room? Maybe when Dr. Brackett looked in the mirror and saw those horrific sideburns and that overly blow-dried mop of hair he was sporting, THAT alone soured his disposition and made him a veritable bete noire in the emergency room?
Perhaps Dr. Brackett might have wanted to consult with the very able Dr. Marlena Evans, who would prescribe the curmudgeonly Dr. Brackett some much needed prescriptions to mellow him out? And, speaking with the unfailingly calm and cordial Fireman Roy DeSoto wouldn’t have hurt either. We can only hope that the dedicated, but crabbed Dr. Brackett reached out and got some much needed help for his personality problems.
Nevertheless, Dr. Brackett’s “bedside manner” (or more to the point, lack of one) really perplexed me. While Dr. Brackett’s medical colleagues, Doctors Joe Early and Mike Morton and head nurse Dixie McCall, always treated their patients and each other, with respect, kindness and empathy, the good Dr. Brackett acted in a gruff and curt manner. I mean, it seems as if Dr. Brackett had a perpetual chip on his shoulder and a humongous
burr up another part of his anatomy.
Couldn’t the man ever lighten up? And, why was he such an Ebenezer Scrooge in the emergency room? Maybe when Dr. Brackett looked in the mirror and saw those horrific sideburns and that overly blow-dried mop of hair he was sporting, THAT alone soured his disposition and made him a veritable bete noire in the emergency room?
Perhaps Dr. Brackett might have wanted to consult with the very able Dr. Marlena Evans, who would prescribe the curmudgeonly Dr. Brackett some much needed prescriptions to mellow him out? And, speaking with the unfailingly calm and cordial Fireman Roy DeSoto wouldn’t have hurt either. We can only hope that the dedicated, but crabbed Dr. Brackett reached out and got some much needed help for his personality problems.