No. 19: The time I rushed my mom to the hospital… in another continent

8 Minute Read-Intern Year: “I am well... in Jesus name,” came my mom’s soft voice through the phone. She sounded faint, as though she had just run a marathon and was finally laying down to rest.  “What’s wrong, mom?” I asked, knowing that when she said things like this, it usually meant something was not …

No. 18: I got caught dancing during residency interviews

7 minute read-Medical School: He wouldn’t smile at me. No matter how charismatic or funny I thought I was being, his facial expression didn’t change. He was the director of a dermatology program that I was very interested in, and though I was halfway through my 20-minute interview with him, I had not sensed a …

No. 17: The time my patient grabbed me by the crotch

7 minute read-Intern Year: *BEEEEEEP!!!!!!!* My pager went off loudly and I was jolted awake. The metal springs inside my thin mattress and I groaned in concert as I turned over to look at the time. *2:00 AM* This page better be good. I called the number back and croaked “Hello?” when an alert voice …

No. 16: My attending gave me a bad grade… because of my hair

7 minute read-  Medical school: WHAT? An "unsatisfactory” in professionalism? How is that possible??!! I stared at my grade in disbelief. I was used to getting good grades my whole life. Valedictorian in high-school, summa cum laude in college, and then average to slightly above average grades during my first two years of medical school …

No. 15: My patient tried to kill himself

7 minute read- Intern year: “NO! Please don’t! PLEASEEEEE!” came the blood curdling scream of a 16-year-old girl. She was shaking and crying in anticipation of pain, and I couldn’t blame her: the resident taking care of her was about to pull off her fingernail in order to drain a collection of pus in the tip …

No. 14: My patient threw up all over me

7 minute read-Intern Year: I liked her right away. She was in her early 30s, chocolate-skinned with a wide playful smile, and wasn’t afraid to wear her purple bonnet around the hospital without shame. She reminded me of home (ATL, that is!); thick southern accent, kind to everyone that worked with her, while simultaneously sporting …

No. 13: The time my patient asked me on a date

5 Minute Read-Intern year: “Hey Doc, am I officially discharged?” my patient asked as I helped him sign paperwork before leaving the hospital. “Yessir!” I responded cheerily. “You can go in just a few minutes, just let your nurse come to remove your IV and give you your clothes.” “So…..” his voice took on a …