These articles are written by anonymous clinicians. They have been selected and edited by Kevin Pho, MD.
In the annals of social science, few imperatives are more solemnly intoned than the necessity of measuring racism with the cold precision that only quantification can provide. Only when bias is reduced to p-values and effect sizes may one confidently proclaim, “Behold, the incontrovertible evidence of racism,” secure in the knowledge that no reasonable interlocutor can wriggle free on the strength of anecdote or wounded sentiment. Yet such measurements, to …
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A modest proposal for the reform of American medicine might begin, improbably enough, in a suburban pediatrician’s office where, last week, a physician of evident earnestness instructed my adolescent son to sleep until noon whenever possible, on the theory that tardy rising is the royal road to superior intelligence. The authority cited was a single paper (published, with all due respect, in the journal Personality and Individual Differences) bearing the …
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The nurse adjusted my father’s blanket for the third time that hour, her voice soft as velvet. “We just hate to see him suffer like this,” she whispered. My mom and I watched her check his IV with the tenderness reserved for wounded pups.
Three floors down, four years earlier, this same hospital discharged me mid-vomit with a gastric outlet obstruction and a white blood cell count that screamed infection. “Go …
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In the vast, undulating expanse of rural America (those counties where the horizon stretches like a taut bowstring, evoking the stoic endurance of Steinbeck’s Joads) one might expect the pulse of health care to beat with the resilient rhythm of native ingenuity. Yet, as a recent study in the Journal of the American Medical Association reveals, physicians sponsored under the H-1B visa program are twice as prevalent in these bucolic …
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I never thought I’d be the cautionary tale.
For decades, I worked at a financial company. I’m a youth sports coach, a husband, and a father of two. I’ve spent decades coaching, mentoring players, and proudly producing high school sports telecasts. I built a life around leadership, precision, and community.
But none of that prepared me for what happened when I was prescribed pramipexole (Mirapex) to treat Parkinson’s.
The warnings were there: compulsive …
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The 9/22 White House press conference regarding acetaminophen raises two serious concerns. First, the scientific accuracy of the purported link between acetaminophen and Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) is dubious. Additionally, the norms of public communication concerning whether a President should offer medical advice existed for good reason. The heads of CMS, NIH, and FDA were present, but did not dispute in real time the essential claim that Tylenol causes autism.
Second, …
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In the grand edifice of American medicine, where the Enlightenment’s promise of rational progress once shone brightly, a shadow now lengthens across the corridors: the tyranny of the metric. Conceived in the spirit of Taylorism’s efficiency and Deming’s quality control, these numerical arbiters were meant to elevate the healer’s art, transforming subjective judgment into objective excellence. Yet, as with so many well-intentioned intrusions of bureaucracy into human affairs, they have …
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In the shadowed corridors of America’s great academic hospitals, those bastions of progressive piety nestled in sanctuary cities like Denver, New York, Chicago, and San Francisco, a quiet usurpation unfolds. For decades, as a physician committed to mentoring Black Americans, I have viewed my profession not merely as a vocation but as a form of restitution: a personal reckoning with the sins of our white forebears, whose legacy of chattel …
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I am a physician-scientist, a title earned through decades of toil in laboratories and hospital wards, where the twin pursuits of truth and healing once reigned supreme. Yet, at the flagship academic hospital of this self-proclaimed “sanctuary state,” I conceal my credentials—not out of humility, but from a grim desire to witness the system unadorned, as it reveals itself to the ordinary patient. What I have beheld is a travesty: …
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In the once-venerable corridors of our state’s flagship academic hospital, a slow-motion disaster is unfolding. White patients — yes, white patients, because that’s who’s leaving — are abandoning ship, hightailing it to the quieter, politer hospitals in “white” suburbs. Why? Because the “uniformly Mexican” staff — medical assistants, front desk drones, and nursing staff — treat customer service like it’s a foreign concept. And frankly, it is. Mexico isn’t exactly …
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I had a stroke at the age of five.
It was an ischemic event, rare in children, difficult to diagnose, and often missed in early stages. I experienced a sudden loss of motor function that led to a long period of rehabilitation. I spent months relearning how to walk, balance, and perform basic movements, guided by physical therapists and the steady structure of routine. I was too young to understand what …
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A nation that can map the human genome, transplant a face, and land rovers on Mars somehow cannot guarantee its citizens a timely doctor’s appointment. The official story blames “complex market forces,” “geographic maldistribution,” or the ever-handy “burnout.” But beneath the diagnostic babble lies a simpler, more uncomfortable truth: A powerful medical guild has learned that scarcity pays—and it intends to keep the spigot only half-open.
A cloister in white
Walk the …
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Today I graduated from medical school. It should have been one of the happiest days of my life. And in some ways, it was. I earned this moment through sleepless nights, years of sacrifice, and an unshakable drive to serve and heal. I walked across the stage, accepted my diploma, stretched my smile from cheek to cheek, and looked directly at the camera. But behind that smile, I carried something …
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“We are sorry, you did not match to any position.”
That sentence alone is enough to crush someone who has spent over a decade chasing the dream of becoming a physician. But what came next was a blur of rushed decisions, emotional exhaustion, and the pressure to uproot my life—without knowing if the choice was right for me or my family.
I entered SOAP, the Supplemental Offer and Acceptance Program—advertised as a …
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I am a first-year medical student in South Korea. I wrote this essay to share what it feels like to enter a system that demands so much and still receives so little understanding in return. I haven’t even worn a white coat yet, but I already feel the weight of it.
In South Korea, becoming a doctor requires six years of undergraduate medical education, followed by exhausting years of internship and …
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I was, without a doubt, in a desperate place—going back to school after not taking a math course in over six years and attempting to study calculus. It was as stressful as it sounds. Like so many of the students in my post-baccalaureate cohort, we deeply valued our education at this point—which is not surprising, considering we all had to work jobs to pay for it. But luckily, I had …
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In the grand theater of American higher education, where the pursuit of knowledge once bowed to the austere discipline of merit, a troubling drama unfolds. The medical school admissions process, now awash in the murky waters of holistic review, risks becoming a stage for ideological caprice rather than a crucible of intellectual rigor. Amid the clamor of the Gaza conflict—a geopolitical tempest that has spilled onto university quads and inflamed …
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For over a year, we, Korea’s medical students, have lived under the weight of institutional threats
What began as a disagreement over health policy escalated into an all-out campaign to silence us. We were told that if we resisted, we would be punished. At first, the punishment was supposed to be academic probation. But on May 2, 2025, something changed.
Despite university rules that previously allowed for probation or suspension, the government …
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Hypothetically, imagine you complete three years of internal medicine residency; working nights, managing complex cases, making real decisions. Then you’re told: To work in the hospital, in the in-patient setting, you must complete additional years of fellowship training.
At that point, a reasonable person might ask: Wait, what was residency for? If three years of supervised, graduated responsibility isn’t sufficient preparation, then either the residency is flawed, or the requirement is …
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In a nation where the Hippocratic Oath stands as a sacred covenant, one expects the temple of healing to be a fortress of precision, expertise, and unerring competence. Yet, a recent pilgrimage to an academic hospital in our fair city unveiled a scene more akin to a comedy of errors than a sanctuary of science. I am a physician, though I refrain from proclaiming as much to my own doctors, …
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