She Told Them I Dropped Out of Medical School — Five Years Later, I Walked Into the ER as Her Attending Physician

you. Twelve-hour clinical rotations don’t get shorter because you cried in the supply closet at 2 a.m.

So I stopped crying and started working.

I worked like my life depended on it. Because in a way, it did.

I graduated on time. No one from Hartford came.

I matched into a surgical residency at Mercyrest Medical Center in Connecticut — a level one trauma continue reading …