Category: David C

  • Fear

    “What am I afraid of?” I have been thinking about this question for awhile and must admit that for a very long time whenever I started to write something I froze. (I started writing this in August 2021.) Like many, I had been experiencing panic attacks/spells of anxiety with variable frequency. Sometimes the trigger is…

  • Why?

    What is your why? Following a recent conference on academic hospitalist medicine, I have spent a lot of time these past few weeks with learners – medical students, residents, pre-med college students – as well as community researchers who have survived various forms of gun violence. It’s no secret to anyone that I was quite…

  • A Letter to My Children

    To my children, I don’t remember much of being your age and so now I am wondering what your earliest memories of me will be. You have already begun to divide time into a world before and after the virus; will you remember your father the same way? What do you wish I had told…

  • Two years

    I was recently shopping in the local grocery store and overheard: “Look on the bright side, we don’t have to wear masks any more!” I was wearing one and almost stopped walking to mull over that comment. Two years prior, I stood in the exact same grocery store and overheard a different sort of conversation:…

  • Crisis

    “Is THIS a crisis?” I find myself asking this question everyday, ever since the hospital said it was so. Was it a crisis when she died last week? Or was it last month? We thought we brought her back but it didn’t work, not for long, and I can still hear her husband crying when…

  • Shaken

    I went to pick up a disposable blue gown today as I have countless times this week, month, year, decade. In doing such a mindless and ordinary task, this time for “ordinary” diseases, I was suddenly hit by a series of flashbacks: delicately laying masks on a single paper towel, triple checking my gown ties…