Country Doctors – A Fading Memory

At eighty-seven, Dr. Russell Dohner still sees patients who come by his office off the town square in Rushville, Illinois, just like he has done for the past sixty years. But time marches on, and Dr. Dohner has been forced to more than double his fee for a first-come-first-served office visit. On their way out, each patient now pays Edith Moore, the eighty-five-year-old secretary, a five dollar fee.

Dr. Dohner doesn’t accept medical insurance–he says it’s not worth the bother. “I always just wanted to be a doctor to help people with their medical problems and that’s all it’s for. It was never intended to make a lot of money.” You can read more of Dr. Dohner’s story here, in the LaCross Tribune.

From the late 1950s, I grew up in a small, rural town in northeast Ohio. There was a little white house across the street from us, where Dr. List had his office. With wisps of gray hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a white coat, Doc List stitched me up when I fell partway through a glass storm door, prescribed medicine whenever I got sick, and he even fitted me with my first pair of glasses. My parents always paid him in cash. Back then, Doc List either didn’t take medical insurance, or we didn’t have that kind of insurance. I’m not sure which was the case, but whenever we needed medical care, we just walked across the street.

Fortunately for me, Doc List’s son followed in his father’s footsteps. When I was about thirteen, and too sick to even walk across the street, the young Dr. List made the last house call I can remember. He ended up sending me straight to the hospital with a 105 degree temperature, and a bad case of viral pneumonia.

In the story, An Irish Miracle, Doc McGowan makes a house call to look after Alastar Connolly, after he took a nasty fall and split his head open. Dr. Dohner, both Dr. Lists, and Doc McGowan are caring, dedicated country doctors. The only difference is that Doc McGowan was a large animal veterinarian, affectionately, a horse doctor. Since his patients usually weighed well over 1000 pounds, it wasn’t really his fault that he might have been a little heavy-handed with the local anesthetics he administered to Alastar.

Would you trust an old country doctor, like the ones in this story, with your medical care today? Their training and methods might have been from a bygone era, but they each cared deeply for their patients, many of whom were also friends and neighbors. Going to a doctor’s office these days seems to begin with “Has your insurance changed?” instead of “It’s nice to see you, how are you feeling?”, and end with a string of cryptic billing statements and frustrating telephone calls that can stretch out for months afterward.

Something in between might be nice.

All the best,
Rob

Comments

9 responses to “Country Doctors – A Fading Memory”

  1. Moment Matters Avatar

    Medicine is a practice and part business. It shouldn’t be a business and part practice.

    I don’t like hospitals at all; so it would do me good for an old country doctor to treat me in my home. But I fear that their expertise may be beyond in today’s innovations. You said it right – something in between is nice.

    1. Rob Mahan Avatar

      Everything about the “good old days” wasn’t good, but there are some things I really miss. I do like how the doctors sterilize their instruments now, but that doesn’t mean that the practice of modern medicine should be sterile and impersonal.

  2. Jay Holmes Avatar
    Jay Holmes

    Wow. I am awed by Doctor Dohner and his compassion. Our world could surely use a few more men of his caliber.

    1. Rob Mahan Avatar

      Well said, Jay. Doctor Dohner’s entire generation is slipping away too quietly, and too quickly. They are a national treasure who are, and who will be, greatly missed.

  3. Jill Lutz Avatar
    Jill Lutz

    Dr. Dohner is one of a kind, even for a country Dr. Those of us lucky enough to know him are better for it.

    1. Rob Mahan Avatar

      Wow, Jill, small world! When you see Dr. Dohner, would you shake his hand for me, a total stranger, and thank him for his kindness and dedication? I miss having my Dr. List across the street.

  4. Eddie Rhoades Avatar

    I remember when doctors carrying a little black bag would make house calls. Those days are gone forever sad to say. In response to comments above I actually like hospitals and like the food there.

    1. Rob Mahan Avatar

      The little black bag was iconic, wasn’t it, Eddie? About your fondness of hospitals, and the food there, you must’ve just had different experiences than I!

  5. Fadel Noor Avatar

    of course. the country doctors are fading away. it is like the modern life – where everyone is always in a hurry – that needs a change. the change that is shaped by the way we live our life today. as you stated – they will be greatly missed