A near-death experience taught this medical student a lesson

I had just taken my final anatomy exam and finished a long two-month ordeal dissecting through and memorizing every component of the human body. At the beginning of the course, I had been excited, energized, honored to commence such a foundational experience in medical training. By the end, I was exhausted, wanting nothing more than just to sleep. The very next day, we began physiology with two weeks of cardiology separating us and the winter holidays. I woke up Saturday morning, as I almost always did, preparing myself for a full day at the library studying. I’d watch the lecture, review the ebook, take notes, make flashcards and memorize flashcards, an ordeal I had once taken pride in formulating the habit of doing. Now it just felt routine. In the afternoon, I packed up my books and prepared my drive to New Brunswick to attend our winter formal. Just a few minutes into my drive, I made a right turn and my car suddenly lost control. It had been snowing the entire day. I came to realize that this road was covered in ice. My car hit one curb, ricocheted and went over another curb. I stared down my line of sight and saw before me trees within a ditch. I braced for the worst, but before I knew it, my car stopped its trajectory down towards certain damage. I had run through a bush, and its branches had caught my right wheels, possibly damaging my vehicle but also possibly saving my life. Continue reading ... Your patients are rating you online: How to respond. Manage your onl...
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