Doctors' Day 2019

I’ve started writing this post in many different ways as there are so MANY doctors I am grateful to on Doctors’ Day. And so MANY patients as well, both still kids and some now adults, and some are now gone.

But what I keep thinking about this year are those OTHER doctors who helped me become a doctor. No, not my attendings, though I’m grateful to most of them too.

I’m talking about my friends in medical school. There were many of them but there are several who were by my side the whole time, and who I still consider as close to my heart even if we only talk a few times a year, or even if has been YEARS since we’ve spoken.

First Pages: On the Come Up

“I might have to kill somebody tonight.

It could be somebody I know. It could be a stranger. It could be somebody who’s never battled before. It could be somebody who’s a pro at it. It doesn’t matter how many punch lines they spit or how nice their flow is. I’ll have to kill them.”

~ from On the Come Up by Angie Thomas

This Moose Belongs To Me and Kohls Cares

First off, this is not an ad. This is just about my love for books and stuffed animals. And community charities and non-profits.

But mostly this is about my love for MOOSE. One moose in particular, that may go by the name of Rodrigo or Marcel. Or another name we don’t know about. But he most certainly does not belong to me.

I might belong to him though.

First Pages: Shatter Me

“I’ve been locked up for 264 days.

I have nothing but a small notebook and a broken pen and the numbers in my head to keep me company. 1 window. 4 walls. 144 square feet of space. 26 letters in an alphabet I haven’t spoken in 264 days of isolation.

6,336 hours since I’ve touched another human being.”

~ Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi

First Pages: The Lightening Thief

“Look. I didn’t want to be a half-blood.

If you’re reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.

Being a half-blood is dangerous. It’s scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways.”

The LIghtening Thief by Rick Riordan