“We were very satisfied with him. May his earth be easy and rest in peace,” lamented the unexpected death of a well-known pediatrician, for example Václav Dubský, who used to go to Petr Havlovice’s surgery with his children.
“I will never forget his gentle voice when I was with him as a child,” former patient Monika Včeláková added her fond memory.
“The best doctor I’ve ever known. He always helped, advised, was the absolute number one in his field,” emphasized Markéta Dudková.
A man with a big heart, a doctor from God. People remembered the popular pediatrician
Petr Havlovic, head of the pediatric and neonatal department at the City Hospital in Čáslav and also a private doctor for children and adolescents in Kutná Hora, died suddenly on Monday, April 15 at the age of 72.
Eulogy of Anna Vojtěchovská, daughter of Petr Havlovice
Memory of the late pediatrician Petar Havlovice. Pictured with daughter Anna.Source: with the permission of Anna VojtěchovskáKindness, empathy, professionalism, but above all humanity – these were the most common words I heard in the first days after my father’s sudden death.
It’s not easy, Dad… So I would like to speak now at your third wedding – and maybe I could manage it as beautifully as you managed it a few years ago at mine – instead I’m standing at your last farewell to this world and i am broken
For the past two weeks, I’ve been standing by your bed in the hospital every day, begging you not to leave… I hope you won’t be angry with me if I ask you for something one more time – for the last time – so that I can handle it now.
I wanted you to know how dad is remembered by his daughter – his Aninka. Only he told me that – and I loved it. But I loved him most of all – not only for the words I mentioned at the beginning, but especially because I could hardly have been born to a better father. He was the most unique, smartest, most beautiful, funniest, most intelligent, most worthy and gentlest man I know.
Mainly because of that masculine delicacy, not only babies had the opportunity to know him as the best and most selfless doctor. I’m sure because for Dad – and I’m sure you all would agree – medicine was truly a calling. Not only for me, as the mother of his two granddaughters Emma and Lota, it was extremely comforting to entrust the girls to his hands. To those beautiful big hands that first held the little, teenage and then the big Aninka.
I will never forget our weekends in Kutná Hora. Every Friday once a fortnight, I couldn’t wait for the last class at school to end, and my dad would always be waiting for me with a big smile. We then rushed to the Prague main station together, so that we always arrived at the train at the last minute – punctuality was not my father’s strongest point – so that I don’t always talk about him in superlatives either…
In Kutná Hora, I always wanted to stop time – because I experienced so many adventures with my dad that it was impossible to manage in less than – for us – 48 hours. I gradually begged him for several pets, which he took care of during the week, even though he didn’t want them himself, I painted his face and forced him to go out into the square, I cooked him spaghetti with a sauce from the meadow, and kept it all night tending to a burnt palm after checking to see if the hotplate is hot enough.
In our adult years, my father and I would talk for hours, either in person or on the phone. Together we also functioned as an inseparable duo when choosing my dad’s clothes… Dad respected my opinions and I dare say that he often let himself be guided by them. I’m grateful for that – and so are You, Dad, for Yours. I will miss them… Actually, I still can’t imagine how I will live without them – the same as without you, dad.
I’m sad… Think of me, daddy, because I’ll always think of you…
