Our doctors are dying in medical school
It’s fascinating — the strange clarity that a little panic brings.
I remember thinking this in the days after, startled at the level of detail in my memories of the first time I watched a patient die.
“Just got a call, transport’s bringing in a code. You good to standby for compressions?”
I nodded as I felt my stomach free fall ten-thousand feet, managing a, “Yeah, totally,” that sounded more confident than I …
