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    Col. Ret. Kary John Schroyer, DO '97


    January 9, 2019

    Headshot photograph of Col. Ret. Kary John Schroyer, DO '97鈥淚鈥檝e dealt with balancing a lot throughout my career鈥攆inding a balance between the demands of medicine, family and the military. I was mobilized five times, including four months in Iraq, where we cared for 20,000 detainees. I was fortunate. I did not see direct or intense combat.  . . . I was forced to deal with stress as a child. I grew up as the son of a coal miner in Western Pennsylvania; my father was an abusive alcoholic. I learned to survive.  . . . By the time I was 15, I was angry. I hated life. At a youth service at my church, I decided I was done with hate. I said: 鈥楪od, I surrender. My life is yours. I鈥檓 not going to hold this anger anymore.鈥  . . . My faith has served as a foundation for all I do. It鈥檚 very clear to me that God has used my past and my experiences to provide me with guidance and direction. I like to think I was called to be a physician. If you are called, you look at your career differently. It鈥檚 not just a job.  . . . My role as an osteopathic physician is to focus on the mind, body and spirit in patient care. I鈥檓 not afraid to ask my patients about their spiritual life. It鈥檚 a good thing to ask.  . . . When I talk with patients who are in what looks like a hopeless situation, I think back to when I went through my divorce, with those real challenges and obstacles that I had before me. There seemed like no way out. I鈥檇 lost hope. It鈥檚 horrible to feel like you have no hope. I tell my patients: 鈥榃hile the situation may seem bleak, there鈥檚 always a choice. It might be a bad choice, but you are not stuck.鈥 And I encourage them to have faith. Currently, I am blessed to have the support of a wonderful wife and family. I could not continue this work without them.  . . . About a year ago, I came across a prayer written by Dr. Andrew Taylor Still, the founder of osteopathy. It reads, 鈥楧ear Lord, thou great physician: I kneel before thee. Since every good and perfect gift must come from thee, I pray, give skill to my hand, clear vision to my mind, kindness and sympathy to my heart. Give me singleness of purpose, strength to lift at least a part of the burden of my suffering fellow man and a true realization of the privilege that is mine. Take from my heart all guile and worldliness that with the simple faith of a child I may rely on thee. Amen.鈥 The words resonate and comfort me. They have become my prayer.鈥

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