Giving more than me
Some time ago, I had a patient who struggled with depression and anorexia— needing checkups, needing referrals, and needing medicines. With every …
Some time ago, I had a patient who struggled with depression and anorexia— needing checkups, needing referrals, and needing medicines. With every …
County: Life, Death, and Politics at Chicago’s Public Hospital is a book written by Dr. David Ansell that I recently read. It’s …
Humility hurts like a heart attack
On one of my days off, I was able to bike a Divvy to see the Charles Ray’s sculpture exhibit at the …
The night is long like a syringe— drip by drip time is drawn out slowly—
Exposed like in an open ward the washing machines lie bare in columns
That bombastic buck of a gun came in cussing a muck full of sons—
Like an east wind, I fly down the stairs My gym shoes— half on— land on cold, wet pavement
so much depends upon a med student’s palms gloved in blue rubber pressing a black sternum the red wheelbarrow – william carlos …