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Lasting Impacts

“Legacy is not leaving something for people, its leaving something in people” -Peter Strople

Today is National Doctor’s Day, so my blog post is dedicated to my dad and all of the other doctors that I have met in my life. My dad was an orthopedic surgeon and spent countless hours saving people’s lives.

When my dad passed away, I was always afraid that I was going to forget about him one day. It was hard to remember things, and different memories at such a young age. I wrote down as many memories as I could after I lost my dad. I have them in a journal somewhere, and I read them when I need a little pick-me-up, a good laugh, or a good cry.

Thankfully, I along with many other people will have something to remember him by, because after he passed away, the hospital he worked at dedicated a simulation center in his honor. It is called the “Blaine A Markee Simulation Center” and it is for doctors and nurses to practice their surgical skills. It’s really awesome. In a way my dad is still teaching them and he will be a part of that hospital forever. The year my dad passed away we got a tour of the Simulation Center, it was a small little room with a couple of dummies to practice on. I was only 13 and I thought my dad was a hero, he made such an impact on so many people at the VA he worked at.

My senior year of high school we were invited back to the VA to have a tour of the simulation center again. I was blown away when I walked through the doors where the new and improved simulation center was. It had grown to be two big rooms, with so many dummies and so much interaction. The dummies seemed so alive, they could blink, breath, and much more. Technology has really blossomed and made this room so much more than it was in 2011. Doctors and nurses can learn so much more, and although I cried almost the whole time I was in there, it was so amazing to see the type of legacy my dad left behind at this place. It was really neat because they let us test out some of the stuff; I got to do CPR on one of the dummies, and all I can remember from that experience is that my arms were so tired after, and I looked really funny in the video my mom took of me. I felt my dads presence in that place more than anywhere else. I knew he was laughing at me from Heaven, and I reminded myself that I was not cut out to be a doctor.

A dummy to practice surgery on
Some of the practice dummies
The sign that is outside the simulation center

Along with the simulation center, there is also an award in my dads honor. The award is for a deserving resident who shows, dedication, and perseverance like my dad did. My senior year we were invited to a dinner where they were going to present the award. I was so excited to go, and see who won the award that year. When I got there, there was a lot of doctors, and it was pretty overwhelming. We sat down for a dinner and one of the ladies in charge of the event came over to my mom and said “I hope you’re ready to present the award”.  You could see clearly in my moms face that she was not going to do it, so guess who got to do it? ME! I was so dang nervous, and I had to prepare a coherent speech in 10 minutes. I wrote a successful speech in 10 minutes and was so proud of myself. I couldn’t even eat my dinner because I was so nervous to stand up in front of all these doctors and talk about my dad. I would get little blurbs of confidence but then I would look around and get intimidated. It was getting closer to the time I had to go up and talk, and the nerves were just overflowing in my body. I knew one of the doctors there, he had won the award the year before, and I actually babysat his kids for a while during my senior year of high school. They sat in the front and watch me present this award, along with my mom who had her phone out taking videos, and pictures. My brother stood on the stage next to me while I spoke. I started the speech with “My dad was an amazing doctor, and father…I remember spending all my weekends with him in Anna Maria….” and then after that I think it was just my emotions talking, as I was trying not to cry. Finally, it was the end, and I said ” I am so honored to present this award to, Dr. Conjeski” (or whatever his name was, it was hard to pronounce). He came up, and took the award, gave me a hug, and returned to his seat. Shortly after, I was able to return to my seat where my mom was. I was so relieved that it was over, but I knew my dad was happy.

Speech time
All my supporters
So happy to present the award to this doctor

I am so proud of my dad, and it makes me so happy to see the mark he left on the world as a doctor and as a father. Happy National Doctor Day!

I miss you lots, dad and I hope you feel special in Heaven today!

-Taylor Kate




6 thoughts on “Lasting Impacts”

  1. Taylor, this was beautiful!!! I love how you talk about not wanting to forget him, because it’s so obvious that he has left such a legacy through his works, and through YOU!!! I didn’t know him, but I know that he is smiling down on you every day!! Keep on keeping on. Always love reading your posts, you have such a beautiful heart!! ❤ Okay, enough from me!!

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    1. Awww, Kristen! You’re so sweet! Your kind words mean so much to me! It’s been quite a wild ride for me since 8th grade, but I am so glad I have begun writing, and can use this as an outlet to grow, and share my experiences with other people! ❤

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  2. This was so beautiful to read. It’s amazing to know that your dad left such a mark on people. I guess it’s one life at a time till it causes a ripple. P.S I love the skeleton guy in scrubs. lol

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