Corinne Carland

Oct 7, 2024 | opmed.doximity.com | Brian B Gilmer |Theodore Schwartz |Ryan Richman |Corinne Carland

Are Physicians Really Part of the Middle Class Now? Whether we like it or not, physicians are merging into the middle class. I don’t mean that in a strictly financial sense. While the trend for physician income is depressingly down, the middle class (based on the Pew Research Center definition) makes two-thirds to double the U.S. median household income or roughly $50,000–$150,000 a year. Most physicians are doing better than that.

Apr 29, 2024 | opmed.doximity.com | Corinne Carland |Brian B Gilmer |Aditya Jain |Avneet Soin

One of the most meaningful compliments I have ever received was from an intern who told me that I was the most supportive senior resident he has ever had. As I approach the end of my residency medical training, I have come to realize that being a senior resident is as much about medical expertise as it is about mentorship, advocacy, and management.

Apr 18, 2024 | opmed.doximity.com | Joy Westerman |Corinne Carland |Soubhana Asif |Chris van Eyck

When uttering the word “poetry” to clinicians, expect some scoffs. In medicine, clinicians tend to think of language in terms of clinical documentation and reading in terms of scientific articles; thus, the pursuit of a poetic practice or education can feel unfounded at best, anathema to scientific thinking at worst.

Apr 18, 2024 | opmed.doximity.com | Soubhana Asif |Corinne Carland |Chris van Eyck |Jennifer Boyle

The summer of 2015 was the first time I fasted while away from home. I had three roommates and no kitchen. Huddled in the foyer of my dorm room, I quietly ate a banana, a pack of small chocolate chip muffins, and Stacy’s Pita Chips along with some hummus as my sehri, a predawn meal for Muslims fasting during Ramadan. I would pray, go to class, study, work on my papers, and break my fast with something from the dining hall. The novelty of fasting alone for Ramadan quickly wore off. I missed my family.

Apr 18, 2024 | opmed.doximity.com | Corinne Carland |Soubhana Asif |Chris van Eyck |Jennifer Boyle

When my best friend died, my mother drove seven hours to my apartment to deliver the news in person. She caught me as I fell to the ground repeating “no” in disbelief. She dialed my chief resident because I couldn’t see the phone number through my tears. The loss was shattering, but despite my fall, the landing was safe. I knew my friend’s prolonged struggle and the exhaustive treatments she had endured.