A reflection on the last day of residency
I entered residency self-assured, if not in my scholarly achievements, at least in who I am as a person.
I left slightly broken.
Something happens to you in residency, and you don’t realize the transformation as it occurs. It may be the loss of a patient who died on your watch, or the realization that you have not changed the world. It could be the constant fear of failure or punishment by …
A reflection on the last day of residency
