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

“You okay?”

I swallowed, forcing my vocal cords to cooperate. “Yeah,” I said. “I’m fine.”

Fine. The lie tasted as familiar as my own name.

Training is a funny thing. It digs grooves into your reactions, builds stairways through your panic. Terrifying situations present themselves and your body walks pathways it’s practiced a thousand times. So even as continue reading …