Few things bother me more than when I see someone talking past a patient as if they are not there. Some of the most profound conversations I’ve ever had took place with a person who lacked the capacity to respond. When my girlfriend’s father was comatose, I knelt at his deathbed and asked for his […]
The Soul of Medicine
I found the soul of medicine in a clinic in the north of Jamaica. Two years into medical school, I was beginning to forget the feel of the light, but the soul of medicine found me when I was deepest in the dark. Its soul is a flickering bulb that lights a rusted exam room. […]
The Manager of Folding Towels
I have a business card that I have carried in my pockets for a week. It’s a simple design. Card stock, eggshell white, and not a hint of matte or gloss. The picture on the left is warped and yellowed by an errant drop of coffee, making the words that fill the body of the […]
