I learned the most about medicine from my dad’s death
I had just finished a grueling orthopedic residency. Yet once again, I was on the run and bearing bad news. I was sprinting from a well-known Mumbai hospital to a nearby hotel room. But this time, the bad news wasn’t for the family of one of my patients. It was for my mother.
As I waded through the crowd whose constant overflow from the sidewalk onto the road left a shifting …