After I Refused To Pay Tuition, A Family Dispute Turned Violent—and Went On Record

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I took a breath.

Here we go, I thought.

I’d been chief of medicine for exactly three years and four months. I worked seventy, sometimes eighty hours a week. My salary was good—better than good—but it didn’t come with a magic eraser for my own student loans from medical school. It didn’t erase the mortgage on my townhouse or the check I wrote continue reading …