In My Humble Opinion

It occurred to me towards the end of our conversation that there was a large gaping hole.  We had talked about physician burnout, career cho...

Being your doctor is exhilarating. Everyday I wake up to a schedule brimmed with purpose.  The door of my office is a portal into the rich...

There was once a little boy who loved to draw.  He would wake up every morning, pull out his box of colored pencils, and let his hands explo...

Of course there are patient archetypes.  We all use them.  I mean, there is the old lady that is super sensitive to even the smallest dose o...

Jim almost convinced me.  The burning in his chest, after all, could have just been gastroesophageal reflux.  He assured me that the sensati...

It was only afterwords that I wondered if I had been condescending.  The words had come out so naturally.  We were sitting across from each ...

Like two ships passing in the night, we sidled up to each other at the nursing station on the hospital telemetry ward.  I had already been h...