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

sweat, plastered to her forehead. The sheet across her lower body was stained with blood, fresh and vivid. The monitors crackled to life as leads were attached, displaying numbers I didn’t like.

“Thirty-four-year-old female, post-hysterectomy with suspected internal bleeding,” the EMT rattled off, handing over the chart. “BP’s been unstable on the road,continue reading …