In the Arena
Monday, July 2, 2012
moving
Sunday, January 1, 2012
the war on cancer.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Juxtaposition
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
a wake up call
"As I mulled over the nomination to Gold Humanism Honor Society and the prompt for this essay, I couldn’t help but to remember all of the ways that I fall short in compassion, empathy, and patience. The countless days where I’m tired and my patience runs low with both colleagues and patients. The annoyance I feel when I walk into a room that’s full of family members with lists of questions when I have far too many notes to write before rounds. The urge to interrupt and cut off my long winded, lonely patients as they wax on about their long list of complaints.
I was frustrated and disappointed in myself as I realized all the ways that I fail to be empathic and fail at the very thing that drew me to medicine. But then I realized that what matters most in medicine is how we react when we’re tired, sleep deprived, busy and feeling burned out. My short-comings don’t define who I am as a future physician, but how I act on these emotions that will determine the type of doctor I become."
I was told by a mentor last year that if you aren't careful, you'll wake up in 10 years and be a doctor that you never planned on becoming. Compassion and care are something that need guarded and attended to. Perhaps this is an area that I need to attend to more carefully if I desire to preserve the gifts given to me in stewardship.