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I have enduring memories of my first-year medical school anatomy lab. Heavy plastic sheets shrouded the corpses laid out on metal tables....

The first patient I saw as an intern was also the last person I cared for as a medical resident, three years later.  I met him on my...

Oftentimes my patient’s suffering is my opportunity.  It gives me the chance to treat their problem or relieve their symptoms. But their...