Remembering Med School

As a medical student, you travel the wards of your city’s hospitals. It’s like medical tourism but you are not on holiday… Your are in another country called Disease and you may feel far from home. You may even have transformative experiences. But you are not on holiday, living a romantic life in a far off city of light. Here, now, you dream troubling dreams in which you have become unintelligible to science like a strange scan out of the fMRI or CT. There is nothing that can be done. 

  

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