Category Archives: My Stories
An Open Letter to My Son
Son, you are seven years old and I couldn’t be more proud of you. Yesterday, I watched you play a basketball game against a really tough team with older and bigger kids. I saw something happen to you and it … Continue reading →
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Pap Smears, Rectal Exams, and Other Dinner Conversation
I remember my first pap smear. Not the first one I had, but the first one I gave, likewise for my first rectal exam. Luckily, I haven’t had one of those yet. Medical schools hire actors to play the part … Continue reading →
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Just a Family Doctor
Whenever I meet someone new and the conversation naturally turns to what I do for a living, I cringe. I hesitate. I even consider for a split second about telling a lie. It’s not that I am not proud of … Continue reading →
The Mom Phenomenon
I grew up in a relatively quiet home. I was an only child and I kept to myself mostly. I liked my own company and rarely got into trouble because when you don’t have any siblings, there are very few … Continue reading →
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I’ll Cry if I Want to
I am 98% sure that I have never told another living person the following: I cried during my medical school interview. I was nervous, but prepared. I was wearing a black power suit with a bright blue collared shirt that … Continue reading →
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Can’t We All Just Get Along?
Most people have a love/hate relationship with their doctors. You need them, but you loathe them at the same time. Why is that? It’s probably because doctors are assholes, but so are patients. You read that right. A-S-S-H-O-L-E-S. I have … Continue reading →
Death Becomes Her
The first time that I witnessed death was in a surgical suite. I was rotating with a general surgeon that told delightful stories and jokes in a charming Irish brogue. He was charismatic and funny, quick-witted and smart. By the … Continue reading →
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In the Beginning
I sat across from Amber, each of us clutching a warm cup of coffee. Amber was staring off to the side, lost in thought. I looked at her intently. She looked tired, defeated. We had just finished a very long … Continue reading →
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