“How did you like it there?” I ask, sitting down next to a new fellow (between bites of a plump sandwich, hoping there is no spinach in my teeth). I expect to hear the standard resident talking points — long hours, frequent call, and ballooning student loans. Instead, she surprises me. “Do you know how much they charged us to park there every month?” I frequently text friends who are residents at her previous program. It is a ...


Something odd happens in medical school. It affects you as a patient, me as a provider, and state and federal budgets. For the first two years of medical school, empathy levels stay the same while we bubble in multiple choice questions. Then third year comes. Eagerly, we drop the backpacks and pick up the stethoscope ready to see real life patients. What happens during this long awaited year?

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