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No question about it—becoming a doctor has always been arduous. It takes years of mentally and physically demanding training to learn the science and art of medicine. But a growing body of scientific evidence now points to the link between the extremely long hours that many resident physicians are required to work and an increased risk of preventable medical errors.
If you are like most pre-medical students, you may not have decided upon the specialty area that you plan to pursue. As you explore your options, be sure to consider preventive medicine as a career choice. A career in preventive medicine may provide you with an opportunity to work in a variety of areas including: public health, research, public policy and the military.
Last night, my first patient died. Well, she was the first patient that died whom I was actually following. Sure, I have recollections of the late 20-something years-old guy who came to the trauma bay at Baystate dead on arrival from a gunshot wound to the head. I remember his brother, another casualty of the night, coming in just after him, occupying the same place in the trauma bay on a different stretcher asking, no, pleading with us to tell him where his brother was. No one wanted to break the news that his beloved brother was zipped up in a bag, with his body still on the stretcher just next door where the curtain was drawn. However, in the midst of this tragic family drama, life in the emergency room continued.
New freshly pressed clothes, new woodened desks, new unopened books, new kind teacher, new school, and a few new friends were all I was greeted with on my first day of third grade. A few days into this excitingly new environment, I contracted the chicken pox virus and was enjoying a few days at home, watching television and trying not to scratch. One night, while trying to walk to the bathroom, I stumbled and fell. The world was spinning and I did not know why. I called out to my parents for help. My father came quickly and carried me into my parents’ room. I had a fever of 101oF. My mother gave me Tylenol and drove me to the city hospital. Soon after I was admitted, I rapidly slipped into a coma.