This time last year I was bawling my eyes out in a public restroom.
It’s the first Monday of e-nternship.
When the world burns, so do our hearts.
Are the bright lights dimming?
Tiny drawings for tiny baby milestones.
Regardless of where your medical degree will take you, any issue will always be political, it will always be economic, it will always be social…
If you’re going through hell, keep smiling.
I was that baby doctor who aspired towards the most unknown and unknowable.
The art of medicine is a lot like the art of writing.
It’s about saving a life.