Throughout my clinical rotations, I’ve often found myself deeply, deeply exhausted by the end of the day. Some days that’s not a surprise, such as when I’ve been on my feet since 5 AM on surgery, or have...
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Before we begin our training, every medical student is warned that this process takes sacrifice — and that some of the things that bring us joy will inevitably fall by the wayside. There’s less time for travel, less...
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It’s November, and a decent chunk of my time is spent thinking of synonyms for stress. It’s still (still!) 95 degrees outside in Phoenix. There’s a pandemic, an election, and Doctoring on Tuesday. But we’re all here, chipping...
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There’s no logic or internal rhythm to a pandemic—there’s just wondering what might happen next. I started medical school a little more than a month ago, and it’s the strangest feeling, flipping through flash cards in my quiet...
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