GP

GP

My father was a GP with an office on the first floor of our house,  and we lived “over the store”    (See The Puppy in the Waiting Room,  Saying Farewell to a Special Guy, and Turkey and Trimmings with Flu Shot)

My dad did it all – delivered babies,  took out splinters and appendixes,  and made house calls with his little black bag

When my father died,  the doctor I was seeing –  a generation younger and the junior partner of a medical colleague of my dad’s – gave me his condolences.

It’s the end of an era.”   he said.   Indeed it was.

RetroFlash / 100 Words 

– Dana Susan Lehrman 

Fleiss

Fleiss. Hmmm. The name might sound vaguely familiar to you…something about a woman…ohhh, right…Heidi Fleiss, the “Hollywood Madam” who, in the 1990s, ran an upscale prostitution ring in L.A. But what does she have to do with our prompt, Family Medicine?

Heidi’s father was Paul Fleiss, my daughter, Erin’s, pediatrician. And when Erin grew up and had daughters of her own, he was their pediatrician.

Fleiss, as we his patients called him — just Fleiss — was not just any pediatrician. He was very controversial, beloved by some, scorned by others. He was harmlessly offbeat and quirky in his look and office décor — a colorful Craftsman bungalow — but he also had some unconventional medical views about breastfeeding (he was all for it, and in plain sight), circumcision (he was against it), vaccinations (he recommended but did not insist on them), and the relationship between HIV and AIDS (he was uncertain about it).

Fleiss went to jail (for just one day) and was fined and sentenced to community service after being convicted of conspiracy and bank fraud for helping his daughter launder funds from her business.

But much, much more importantly, Fleiss saved my granddaughter’s life.

Leila was Erin’s firstborn, and there was a problem with her “latching on” … she just wouldn’t. By the time they went in to see Fleiss, Leila had become severely and dangerously dehydrated. Fleiss had them come in every day for a week, including Saturday and Sunday when his office was closed, and helped them through the crisis. The closest thing to house calls in L.A., even in that day and age — 22 years ago next month.