med school and loneliness.
On my first day of clinical placement, I met a patient who was going to die. I found myself speechless. What do you say to a patient resigned to his own fate? To a patient with rapid-onset cancer and for whom living months longer than his prognosis is his achievement? Are there words for such a situation? On my second day of clinical placement, the intern I was with made a MET call for a patient....
the hard truths of med school: i'm no superman.
Firstly, let’s play homage to the ultimate cliche—I have referenced the Scrubs theme song in a post about med school. Med school is competitive. You’re ranked according to your performance. You’re constantly compared to your colleagues and studying becomes a matter of keeping up with the standards rather than learning medicine because you want to be a good doctor or...