Starting eight months before his retirement, a gastroenterologist chronicles a myriad of encounters between himself and others - patients and their family members, colleagues, administrators, hospital staff, and even drug reps. He has worked for many years at a large Irish hospital dubbed the "ministry." His professional work there is divided between the endoscopy unit (where he performs colonoscopies and EGDs), medical wards, an outpatient clinic, and the ER.

Given his specialty, the roster of patients tilts heavily towards gastrointestinal problems: alcoholic cirrhosis, GI bleeding, chronic diarrhea, and abdominal pain. But additionally, his days are filled with patients presenting with a variety of medical problems including pneumonia, mental health issues, heart failure, serious fractures, dementia, seizures, anemia, and cancer. He attends to many frail elderly folks in the emergency department. His interactions with patients range from intense to jovial, from unexpected to heart-wrenching. For example, a woman with chronic abdominal pain asks the doctor if she might be suffering from PTSD. When asked why she thinks that might be possible, her reply is "My son hung himself. I found him" (p191).

The doctor is beleaguered by frequent, and at times wacky, emails generated by the hospital bureaucracy as well as unproductive meetings. He must cope with his own health problems too (a vitreous detachment, arthritic hands, and unexplained nosebleeds). He decries the "foolishness" of excessive medical testing and overtreatment and cites the case of a young woman with irritable bowel syndrome who already had over 1,200 test results logged in the hospital lab. He describes the ministry as "an oasis of kindness and comfort" but "also a place of chaos and conflict, of institutional cruelty" (p8).


With almost four decades of hindsight, O'Mahony warns, "Medicine, more than most careers, colonises the lives of its practitioners" (p3). He reflects on vulnerability, paternalism, and uncertainty in the practice of medicine. As the frequency of many different diagnoses skyrockets and people grow more willing to consume medication for all sorts of symptoms, he worries that the entire world might one day become a "vast clinic, populated only by patients and health workers" (p131). Composed in a fragmentary writing format where most entries are just a few sentences in length, this unusual memoir - both blunt and philosophical - contemplates topics deeply relevant to all physicians.

Primary Source

The Ministry of Bodies


Head of Zeus

Place Published

London, England



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