According to Dr. Alton Goldbloom:
“The art of medicine derives from the fact that physicians are human beings, dealing with human beings . . .The compensations are inherent in the craft if it is practised with devotion and with dedication. They are the joys of human contact under conditions which are unknown in ordinary social relations. They come not only from the glow of achievement, from the immense satisfaction of having made a correct diagnosis, of having lived through anxious moments waiting for the first sign of recovery and being able to recognize this before it was evident to the waiting family . . . But they come also from the immense and ungrudging gratitude with which you are showered when vigilance comes to an end and the favorable outcome is in sight. These are some of the things that cancel out the interrupted dinners, the sleepless nights, the fatigue and all the disruptions of being a doctor instead of a man whose private life is his own . . .To the true doctor, medicine means a dedicated life. The call is like the call to holy orders” (Dr. Alton Goldbloom, “My First Fifty Years in Medicine,” Maclean’s Magazine [February 23, 1963], pp. 22, 35).