Let’s Get Physical

In his great book “Cutting For Stone”, Abraham Verghese describes one of his main characters, Dr. Marion Stone, as being obsessed with a certain aspect of the physical exam.  Dr. Stone, as the dictatorial chief of surgery at a major Boston teaching hospital, has drilled into his residents the necessity of performing a rectal exam on every patient.  One intern forgets to do this, and is so terrified of his mentor’s wrath that he proceeds to chase the newly discharged patient out on the street and into a bar to do the deed.  On that particular night in the place where everybody knows your name, “bottoms up!” takes on a whole new meaning. In real life, Dr. Verghese teaches at the Stanford University School of Medicine, and is as devoted to the art of the physical examination as Dr. Stone is in the book.  In a New York Times article published two years ago entitled “Physician Revives a Dying Art: The Physical”, science writer Denise Grady rounds with Verghese and a group of third year medical students who are clearly impressed watching a master clinician point out the stigmata of liver disease and diagnose cerebellar ataxia without a CAT scan.

All medical students are taught to do a careful physical exam. When I was a student, we practiced on real patients. Now there are “standardized patients.” Trained actors are paid to report certain symptoms, and to say ouch when the student hits the right spot. Quite amazingly, there are ladies and gents who get paid to teach the finer points of the gynecologic and rectal exams (as one of my colleagues joked, “Here’s your paycheck ma’am, and would you like a psychiatric consult with that?”) In the fourth year of medical school, a test is administered nationally where students go from room to room encountering 10 or so such standardized patients, and are given 15 minutes to take a focused history, perform a specific aspect of the physical, and write up their findings. They must pass this test to graduate.  So what happens to our students between the time they finish medical school and when they become your family physician who spends 5 minutes with you typing on his or her laptop, “takes a listen” through your shirt, signs a stamped prescription for a Z-pack and sends you on your way?  Time pressures, limitless technology at our disposal, fear of malpractice and fewer opportunities for bedside teaching have all contributed to the demise of the detailed patient exam.

My chosen specialty of radiation oncology has become perhaps the most technology driven in all of medicine.  All of our treatment planning is done from a CAT scan—nearly all radiation therapy departments have their own scanners.  We are fairly low down on the food chain of medicine when it comes to making discoveries on a physical exam—by the time the patient sees us, with the notable exception of head and neck cancer patients whose tumors are best cured by a combination of chemotherapy and radiation, those tumors have been scraped off, whacked out, frozen, melted or otherwise assaulted.  Oftentimes there is nothing really to examine—I have mentioned before my mentor who said “Radiation works best when there’s no disease!”   Knowing that my CAT scanner is just around the corner, I sometimes feel a little silly doing a thorough physical exam.  So you can imagine my complete shock a few months ago when asked to examine a patient who had some very nonspecific complaints of fever and malaise on her first day of treatment, and to hear a big WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH as I listened to her heart. I looked back at my initial physical—there had been no heart murmur two weeks earlier.  I sent her directly to the hospital, and 24 hours later she was in the OR having both her aortic and her mitral valves replaced for acute bacterial endocarditis, an infection of the heart valves brought on by an infected chemotherapy catheter.  I can only imagine the eye rolling that took place in the emergency room when the radiation oncologist called in a case of endocarditis—I mean they all know we’re the guys in the basement playing with computers and pushing buttons!  It was not the first time, but it was probably the most important time that my three years of internal medicine training had a huge payoff for the patient.  It saved her life.

In the NYT interview, Dr. Verghese said something else about the physical exam that struck me as an uncommon truth.  He said that a proper exam earns trust, and is the ritual that transforms two strangers into a doctor and a patient.  My daughter is interviewing for an internal medicine residency at Stanford next month.  If she ends up with Dr. Verghese as a mentor and teacher, she will be very fortunate indeed.


  1. I LOVED the novel. Thanks for the link; very interesting. Aside from the life saving aspects of the physical you did, there is something to be said on the patient’s side from having a more ‘hands on’ approach. I am fortunate to have a doctor who doesn’t mind ‘touching’ me. I don’t think one can underestimate the effects on the patient when the doctor seems disinterested or disconnected, and, on a primary physician level, how many things are missed.

  2. I have been SO relieved to read Dr. Verghese’s comments and writings over the years about physical exam. In vet school we were taught that 90%, or more, of the information needed to make a diagnosis can be learned through history and physical exam. And remember, this is on patients that can’t talk, so physical exam is REALLY important.

    All further diagnostics should ideally be done to verify what we already think is the problem, not just done willy nilly as a way to diagnose when we don’t know what is going on. As a society we are doing far too many expensive diagnostic tests, and people don’t realize that sometimes the diagnostic tests themselves can have potentially harmful longterm effects.

  3. Good job and thankfully you gave that woman a chance to survive. As a full time patient, I would be very suspicious of a doctor who did not have a hands on approach – AHEM, with certain limitations . Your post makes me wonder if a couple of those residents who screened me over the years were docked for taking so much time with me. It is rare that I see a resident but I recall the last time. She was sweating bullets having taken nearly 45 minutes to go over my history. She had no time for the hands on exam when the doctor showed up. Our health care system is a mess, but I will say my docs really do go above and beyond, even within those limitations. I am very thankful for those who do. I never saw that last doctor again for a variety of reasons. I have always been aware of the doctor’s time limits, with regard to insurance and billing, etc. but never factored in the resident’s training with that in mind. Great post!

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