Essays on AAMC – Aspiring Docs Diaries

On Becoming A Doctor: Facing COVID-19

It was almost ten months into intern year of residency…

On Becoming A Doctor: Facing COVID-19

The Match Gods

Match week is possibly the most emotionally exhausting weeks in all of medical school…

The Match Gods

Events Overnight – Five Days Old

“How are things on Red Team?” “Everyone’s doing okay so far!” I laugh…

Events Overnight – Five Days Old

Prognosis: Poor

I sat, unaccountably, at the head of a table in the resident lounge,…

Prognosis: Poor

The Patient Patient

In medical school, you only get one summer break, between your first and second year…

The Patient Patient

The Bravery Bell

The elevator ascended to a series of chimes, the windows casting a rich brown, then green glow…

The Bravery Bell

De-Mystifying the Grey

“There’s no such thing as all or always, for everything there is an exception.”

De-Mystifying the Grey

Of Surgery and The Robot

My eyes shone and I could feel the grin spreading across my face…

Of Surgery and The Robot

Meeting Gawande

Tuesday, May 24th 2016 My alarm went off at 4:00am…

Meeting Gawande

The VIP

I was a first-year medical student observer at the cancer center shadowing overnight…

The VIP

Better

It was six months into my first year in medical school…

Better

Being Mortal

We were barely on time to the assisted living home…

Being Mortal

First Cut

“Your cadaver is your first patient, treat him or her as such…”

First Cut

Time Out

When the time out was called, I stood at the side of the room, far from all the sterile equipment…

Time Out

First Test

“You’ll be fine, don’t worry.” Everyone kept saying that. 

First Test

The Superhero

As an experienced student observer in the cancer hospital, I could tell there was something different about this patient.

The Superhero

Double Vision

I clutched a little nervously at my sleeves, exchanging frequent glances with the other student…

Double Vision

Bleary-eyed Rounds

“Is he out of bed today?” The nurse practitioner –  NP for short – shook her head with a something like resigned disappointment.

Bleary-eyed Rounds

The Code

I woke up that morning to loud quacking, the sound of my alarm…

The Code

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