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

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I thought I’d grown used to their absence by then, that I’d built up enough scar tissue to blunt it. Instead, it felt like someone had reached into my chest and pressed hard on an old bruise.

Afterward, on the lawn outside, the air was full of laughter and the click of camera shutters. I posed with friends and mentors, their arms around me,continue reading …