I love writing because it is extremely challenging. Good writing involves so many elements - intrigue, simplicity, interconnectedness. It forces you to be so convicted to your thoughts that you commit to the permanence of words.
That is why I am writing this blog. Somewhere between school, family, friends, and the ongoing buzz of life, I am beginning to lose the ability to truly reflect on my experiences - a frightening realization.
I fear becoming one of the doctors who treated me as a child. Intelligent, accomplished, competent, but distant. Someone who walks in a patient's room, conducts a brief interview, and formulates an accurate diagnosis - and yet cannot sense the fear of death in a patient's voice or the looming financial stress when handing over a prescription.
Medicine is burdened with so many technicalities that it becomes easy to forget that each patient encounter is a unique experience. My goal is to cultivate mindful medicine through my writing and become a physician who is able to provide meaningful healing to each one of her patients.
That is why I am writing this blog. Somewhere between school, family, friends, and the ongoing buzz of life, I am beginning to lose the ability to truly reflect on my experiences - a frightening realization.
I fear becoming one of the doctors who treated me as a child. Intelligent, accomplished, competent, but distant. Someone who walks in a patient's room, conducts a brief interview, and formulates an accurate diagnosis - and yet cannot sense the fear of death in a patient's voice or the looming financial stress when handing over a prescription.
Medicine is burdened with so many technicalities that it becomes easy to forget that each patient encounter is a unique experience. My goal is to cultivate mindful medicine through my writing and become a physician who is able to provide meaningful healing to each one of her patients.