Changing the habit of physician drinking
Tuesday, getting ready for work. Standing in the shower, it hit me. I couldn’t remember the last time I wanted a drink.
I almost got a blob of conditioner in my mouth as I snorted out loud.
“Mom, you OK?”
“Yeah, baby, I’m great.”
Incredible, actually.
Like so many, my habit of using external things to feel better was well ingrained. As a kid, I’d sneak ziplock bags of homemade cookies. In residency, stress eating …