They Cut Me Off In Med School—Until They Saw My Name On The ER Badge

“We’re so sorry,” she repeated. “If we could take it back—”

“You can’t,” I said, not unkindly. “That’s not how time works.”

My father took a step closer, his eyes pleading. “Is there… is there any way for us to fix this? To… to start again? We’ve missed you every day. We’ve regretted—”

“Have you?” The question slipped out before I could stop it. “Because continue reading …