The evolution of medicine from art to science
Although he refers to himself as a watcher, Lewis Thomas was very much a participant in the major event where medicine went from being personal and in some ways useless to a science where cures were routine. He starts the book with a description of the role of a physician before the Second World War. His father was a physician who had an office in their home, although most of his work was making house calls and hospital rounds. In those days, before sulfa, penicillin and other drugs, there were few diseases that could be treated. Therefore, medicine was largely conducted by conversation and touch, and most prescribed medications were placebos. Thomas talks openly about how ineffectual doctors were in actually curing people, and while he notes that he has no desire to regress to those times, he does say that some aspects of medicine have been lost.
Not long after he began practicing medicine, science and technology began delivering cures to many of the ailments of humans. Thomas adapted very well to the new realities, eventually rising to the presidency of the Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center in New York. He is quite right in calling medicine the youngest science, as it has indeed only became a science in the middle of the twentieth century.
There is no question that Thomas was a talented scientist and physician, but he is also an outstanding writer. These essays, always tainted with a sense of wonder, ignorance and optimism, are an inside look at some of the aspects of how medicine was and is practiced. They are a joy to read, his insights into how medicine has changed shed a great deal of light on why there is a crisis in health care.
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