The art of medicine is a lot like the art of writing.
It’s about saving a life.
Maybe if I grow enough brain cells each day, I will have enough by the end of the year to form an actual brain.
Whoever said high school were the best years of your life didn’t go through med school.
Doing a single act of kindness is an infinite act of love.
I miss these days already.
Third-year medical school is a whirlwind. Blink and you’ll miss it.
Anyone can work to create a better health system. #UnitedForHealth!
More room for regrets. Give me your thoughts, as I seem to have none.
The last stretch is always the hardest, but we’ll make it to the end.