BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP … I pressed a button to silence my pager and rose groggily from the bed in the on-call room. I hadn’t truly been asleep, just catching a quick rest between pages. It was 2 a.m. I was 19 hours into my shift and, from the looks of the page, there was a new patient ready for admission to our family medicine inpatient service. I picked up the …
I am four months into my third year of medical school. The third year is the first clinical year, when students spend most of their time in the hospital, interacting with patients and working as part of the medical team.
Our deans told us at the beginning of the year that we would be talking with patients more than anyone else on the medical team; we would serve as advocates for our …
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