If I had to do it all over again, I’d be a doctor. Not just any doctor, I’d be a rheumatologist. Probably because I know more about rheumatology than any other specialty, but also because I know what it’s like to feel better thanks to a rheumatologist and to benefit from the great care of one. Provided I could take with me into the next life a little something from this life, my compassion for people with rheumatic diseases – from the creaky knee after years of tennis to the complexities of an autoimmune disease like Lupus – would be right there front and center of my desk.

I think because so many of us aren’t doctors – and haven’t spent all of that blood, sweat and tears becoming one – we should take a second to appreciate our doctor(s) for their hard work. In my own quasi-obnoxious way I do this often, usually by asking my doctors how THEY feel when I visit them (figuring they’re usually the ones doing the asking) but I think it’s important to tell them, in all seriousness, how great a job they do.

Let’s give our doctors a little encouragement. We could live without lawyers. We could live without insurance agents. We could not live without our doctors.

And for the record…who would want to visit a doctor with a 2.8 GPA?