SURVEY OF OPHTHALMOLOGY
VOLUME 54 NUMBER 6 NOVEMBER–DECEMBER 2009
TIME OPH MICHAEL F. MARMOR, EDITOR
Patient Satisfaction The first refraction that I did In ophthalmology, Was a harrowing experience, And a vivid memory.
Times, which of the choices shown, Gave her the clearer view. ‘‘Do you prefer this one or that? Number ‘one’ or ‘two’?’’
The patient was a student who Saw poorly in her classes. She had no other eye disease— Just needed better glasses.
An hour went by, I know not how, I checked each reading thrice, But finally I realized, The readings must suffice.
I’d had a course, and read a book, On how to do refraction. And like any eager resident, I yearned to get in action.
I got out the prescription pad, To write down what I found, My hands were trembling, sweat poured out, My heart began to pound.
But as the patient took her seat, And read the Snellen chart, My palms got damp, and I could feel A racing in my heart.
Visions raced across my mind, Although they were absurd, That when she got the glasses made Her world would be all blurred.
Of course, the auto-refractor Was not invented yet. So I struggled with a retinoscope Hoping I could get
But finally I said ‘‘We’re done! I must apologize For taking so much of your day, Just checking out your eyes.’’
Her spherical correction in A range that it would serve. To sharpen up her vision. I Held nothing in reserve.
She replied, ‘‘But Doctor, I’m so pleased That you could fix my blur. Oh, I’ve never had an eye exam So careful and so thorough!’’
I put up astigmatic charts (Although she hadn’t any). Endlessly I twirled the dials And asked her very many
—Michael F. Marmor, MD Stanford, California
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