The Humanity of Medicine

I was a third year medical student on a Sunday morning when the reality of what I had chosen as my life career truly hit me square in the gut. At that moment, I realized how intimate the practice of medicine was, and that I would have to bring not only my brain and skills to work every day, but also my heart.

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My Own Bias

If you had told me I would be writing someday on women’s issues I would have grabbed a pulse oximeter and placed it on your finger and checked your oxygen levels. As a physician scientist I have spent the majority of my career reading, studying, and writing on clinical medicine. Then something changed.

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