The Urban Resident Local Doc on the Block
I turned 30 this year, a milestone which I heartily celebrated. I had been looking forward to this for at least six years, ever since I read through the Old Testament in 2006 and kept noticing how many of the patriarchs had been 30 when significant things happened in their lives: “Joseph…
“Today my patient came in looking a bit depressed. According to routine, I asked if he had any changes in his medical history. He stated that he was ‘zoning out’ because he had just witnessed something he shouldn’t have. My concerned but nosy self asked him to elaborate. He explained…
[Originally written in 2007 for a campus publication while I was in medical school; it has remained disquietingly relevant. It will be posted on the ESN blog tomorrow.] We have become impatient, unfulfilled, and perpetually fixated on the future. We have filled our lives with so much hardware and noise that it makes us wonder…
The morning was brisk and crisp and bright. I tugged the door tightly shut behind me. Already late, I fumbled for my keys and rushed down the short walkway to my car. I was not expecting to see the two bundles of fur that nearly blended into the gravel. They trembled in the early fall…
[Deeply thoughtful post from Deborah M, following up her other pertinent question, “Is it safe?”.] This spring and summer, I dated a guy who I liked quite a bit, who also happened to have his heart set on leaving the city of Philadelphia for greener pastures. This naturally led me to…
Greetings from Louisville, Kentucky! Four out of the five authors are here at the Global Missions Health Conference 2013, where many of us met for the first time. We are excited to make new friends, catch up with old ones, and discuss some of the future planning for this growing blog. In…
[From Amy L, a dentist, not a dermatologist. =)] My toddler neighbour, JT, has a rash. His grandpa says it’s eczema. Story of my life! Sob. :’( When I see JT, I wonder if anyone is addressing his skin problem. Compared to other children in the community, he seems to be faring “so-so”.…
My essay for admission to medical school was brutally honest. I talked about my low GPA, my relationship with my parents, my obsession with the problem of suffering, quotes from my personal journal, and how it was all driven by a radical faith in Jesus Christ (and images in my head…