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

“Hi, Claire.” My tone remained steady. “You’re at St. Mary’s. You’re in the ER. I’m one of the doctors taking care of you.”

“One of the—” She broke off with a hiss of pain as a nurse palpated her abdomen gently.

“Sorry,” the nurse murmured. “We need to check for rigidity.”

I turned my attention to the monitors, to her vitals, to the physical exam. I continue reading …