by Ron Smith, MD | Aug 8, 2015 | Laura Michelle
When reading the first chapters, you might be tempted to think that this is just a personal memoir recounting how I developed as a physician. It is not. This book is about my daughter Laura, who was never able to speak the words ‘Daddy, I love you!’ It is, more...
by Ron Smith, MD | Aug 8, 2015 | Laura Michelle
Stacy and I met late toward the end of high school. Arkadelphia is a rather obscure town in Arkansas whose population of some ten thousand has been unchanged for at least the five decades of my life. It is home to Ouachita Baptist University and Henderson State...
by Ron Smith, MD | Aug 8, 2015 | Laura Michelle
While in college at Henderson State University, the three of us who were accepted to medical school had been both good friends and fierce academic competitors. For four years all of our test scores were within a couple of points of each other, and we rotated regularly...
by Ron Smith, MD | Aug 8, 2015 | Laura Michelle
When I finally did my Pediatrics rotation, it was the end of the junior year. I hated all the surgical specialties, especially obstetrics and gynecology. I didn’t really like adult medicine either, but I loved taking care of kids. It was in just those last few...
by Ron Smith, MD | Aug 8, 2015 | Laura Michelle
In Tulsa, there were three major hospitals where the Pediatric residents trained. The largest, St. Francis Hospital, is a thousand bed facility known as the pink palace because of its fine, Italian pink marble exterior. My older daughter Andrea was born there during...
by Ron Smith, MD | Aug 8, 2015 | Laura Michelle
I finished my Pediatric residency in June of 1986. Stacy and I and our daughter Andrea headed to solo Pediatric practice in El Dorado, Arkansas, a town of about 25,000. Located not many miles from the Louisiana border, it is also a couple of hours from any neonatal...
