No. 6: The first time I told a patient he had cancer

6 Minute Read-Intern Year Day 70: There is a particular patient I remember more vividly than most. Weโ€™ll call him Mr. K. He was a dark brown man in his early fifties, his thick beard speckled with silver hairs. He had a heart warming smile. His wife was at his bedside every single time I …

No. 4: Falling Into Harvard Dermatology

5 Minute Read-A โ€œsadisticโ€ practice, as my brother describes it, Match Day was to be the culmination of my medical school experience. After years of late nights turned early mornings, accumulating hundreds of thousands of dollars in loan debt, and the infamous Step One board-exam, the day had finally come. Match Day was a ceremony …