If I Leave Medicine, Who Am I?

If I Leave Medicine, Who Am I?

We take on the identity of “Doctor” long before we get the degree of Doctor of Medicine. For me, it started when I was 11 years old and decided I was going to be a doctor. I had many reasons for this decision: I couldn’t think of anything more useful than being a...
Doctor is Not Your Only Identity

Doctor is Not Your Only Identity

Recently, I had three different conversations with three different people who were all part of the medical profession. The conversations echoed each other in a way that made me really think about how we medical types identify ourselves.  Long before I started medical...
A Clue to What I’m Feeling Right Now

A Clue to What I’m Feeling Right Now

One day last summer when my sister, my son, and I were shopping, we saw a display of wooden signs. The one that caught my son’s eye was: “If stupid could fly, this place would be an airport.” I’m pretty sure he gets his love of sarcasm from me. 🙂 The one my sister and...
Am I Lonely?

Am I Lonely?

One day not too long ago, I thought to myself, I’m lonely.  My husband, whose hobby is wild life photography, was immersed in editing the pictures from his last trip, and my son was playing online with his cousins.  I was unpacking from the same trip, as the...