How a blanket changed the way I thought about medicine
My sister calls my name three times before I hear her. I am so distracted by the palm trees and the ocean view that I don’t feel her put the car in park. I look up at the “Physician Parking Only” sign straight ahead.
“Hurry up and get out. We’re running late, and I don’t want to have to stay after my shift ends,” she says.
“Don’t you always stay like two …
