Sometimes it’s the little things that trigger the memories. A few weeks ago, when those young women who had been abducted in Cleveland were found, almost by accident, my father said to me, “I don’t believe this story. It’s impossible that these women could be locked up for all those years and no one ever… Continue reading I Had a Brother
Tag: Medical Student
Weights and Measures
The sudden illness of a colleague is always a shocking surprise. As physicians, we are trained from an early age to ignore our own infirmities in the service of others. Apart from my three C-sections, I have been extremely fortunate in terms of my own health—I can count the number of sick days I’ve taken… Continue reading Weights and Measures
There Are No Shortcuts
“SHOW ME A BMS (Best Medical Student, a student at the Best Medical School) WHO ONLY TRIPLES MY WORK AND I WILL KISS HIS FEET.” The House of God At roughly 3 o’clock yesterday I was putting together a hasty lunch in our tiny break room. It was nothing special, just the usual—fresh mozzarella cheese… Continue reading There Are No Shortcuts
You Play Hardball, Kid
Whenever I have a female medical student, as I did today, I always catch them looking at a framed cartoon on my desk and smiling. The cartoon is an original hand lettered Doonesbury strip by Garry Trudeau, and it is indeed larger than life, each section about five by four inches. If you look closely,… Continue reading You Play Hardball, Kid