Medical resident superstition and black clouds
This month of my intern year, I am covering night float for the private hospital. Compared to the massive county hospital teeming with laboring patients, churning at all hours of the day and night, the private practice pace is meant to be a luxury for interns seeking respite. And for the most part, life has been pretty nice.
This week however, has been nothing less than hell. One night, I was …