Do not become a doctor. This was the piece of advice my parents gave me when I initially shared my desire to do so.
No, neither parent is in the medical field. As I’m finishing medical training today, I fear this will be the advice I will give my daughter one day. Once wide-eyed, I now look in the mirror and barely recognize myself. Seven years into post-medical school training, I …
I fear that I’m not doing the right thing. You’re trusting me with your life. I hear you telling me that you don’t want me to do what I am about to do. I see it in your eyes, the resentment as you look toward your family. And hatred for me, your physician.
You trust me to care for you as you enter the unit. I tell you I will. You …
I fear that I’m not doing the right thing and I do it anyway
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