I’ve been out of medicine a little over a month now. The first couple of weeks were crazy; I ran right to Boston to my MFA residency, and was too busy to really process much.  When I got home, there were a lot of people and things to catch up with, and I had to figure out how to manage my days.  I made sure I was getting my work for my MFA ...

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I've only worked four shifts of urgent care so far, but four 12-hour shifts means I've seen a lot: a lot of patients, a lot of different ailments, a lot of different reasons that people come to urgent care centers. I have to admit that this has been a breath of fresh air for me; compared to primary care, I work less frequently, I feel like the monetary compensation is fairer, ...

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Nobody punched me in the face.  Maybe I would have preferred being punched in the face, though.  And yes,  I was bullied.  I'm not going to talk about my own experience in this post however, because I already have post-traumatic stress disorder from the experience.  I'm not ready to revisit it in detail yet. I don't need to talk about myself to tell you about bullying in the medical arena.  I ...

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I think a lot about quitting medicine lately. A lot. Then I have a morning like yesterday morning: I see a patient I've known for more than twenty years, caring for him through an adrenal tumor, a major gastrointestinal surgery and now renal failure, for which he needs a kidney transplant. As we review his last set of labs (stable, thank goodness), he is sanguine, hopeful. He may have found a donor, ...

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