While chatting with a lovely octogenarian patient, he suddenly asked “Doc, did you always know you wanted to be a doctor?” I was raised in a medical household in a small town, and I learned early on the profound impact that a physician could have on a community....
Early in March, allegations of sexual misconduct by a resident physician became public. A social worker alleged that a resident physician sent her inappropriate, sexually charged texts and photos and that he pressed into her without her consent. Since then, several...
Indeed, 2020 was a time of reflection for us all. A reflection on society, on the state of the world’s affairs, on ourselves and our own lives. I don’t know about you, but I have been gobsmacked at the amount of “excess,” in general, with which we are...
In the fall of 2001, I was a medical student doing an Internal Medicine clerkship in Brooklyn, New York City. Every morning we attended “morning report” from 8-9 am in a basement conference room. Morning report is an hour-long conference during which cases from...
Three years ago, I almost quit medicine. I left a clinical job that I loved to be closer to family. New job had me working eighty to one hundred hour weeks (more than residency). The environment was toxic and nepotism was rampant. Administration constantly reminded us...
