"My strength is getting bigger!" my 6-year-old patient exclaims, proudly beaming and admiring her own hands. Behind her, a small child is toddling up a play hill that has been painted to look like a winding road using a modified walker, and another child is shooting baskets on one foot from a balance beam. My patient... Continue Reading →
Control and Comparison: Thoughts from a Recovering A-type Medical Student
This summer passed quickly and quietly, and we came back to medical school far less enthusiastically than we did last year. Within days of starting, second year proved to be a bizarre coalescence of didactic monotony, quasi-clinical applications, anxiety-provoking spiels about board exam preparation, and discussions of rotations that are just close enough to excite... Continue Reading →








