Today I went to doctor Clive's office to pickup copies of our files- (most recent blood work etc). I delayed it until the last minute because I just didn't have the heart to do it. But tomorrow, all the files will be shipped to a storage centre, so this was pretty much my last chance. I'm glad I did it- the file contains a lot of details- correspondence between professionals about my divorce, details on CAS files, documentation about my son's ADHD, and so on- it's all stuff I might eventually need one day.
As I said goodbye to his nurse, I couldn't hold back my tears. She gave me a hug and told me I was one of his favorite patients. I told her I kind of already knew that. I loved Dr. Clive like a father.
I took one last look at the empty office, the empty shelves, wiped away my tears and left with my files.
He will be missed. And no doctor will be able to fill that void. Not ever.
Still- I feel honored and blessed to have known him. And for that I will always be grateful.
Rest in peace my friend. Sending love and prayers your way.
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