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Sep 13, 2024 | 
opmed.doximity.com | Brittany Panico |Danny Landau |Matthew Scott |Soubhana Asif
“I just want to play golf.”How many of our patients say that they just want to enjoy retirement? At 82, Mr. H just wants to play golf. At least, he tells me that is an important goal of his and it’s why he is here in my office. He is the primary caregiver for his wife who suffered a stroke, and golf is HIS time with his pals. They have been playing together for years. It keeps them young. But Mr. H is worried about his game.
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Sep 12, 2024 | 
opmed.doximity.com | Danny Landau |Matthew Scott |Soubhana Asif |Jordan Frey
Despite being constantly surrounded by people, medicine can be an isolating profession. The relatively impenetrable hospital walls insulate us from the outside world. While we interact with colleagues, many of whom likely feel the same way, we have perfected exchanging empty pleasantries instead of meaningful conversations. Unfortunately, when the pleasantry of "how about that weather?" arose, I often lacked a response. I would be in the hospital before sunrise and often until after sunset.
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Sep 5, 2024 | 
opmed.doximity.com | Teresa Samson |Ryan McCormick |Ryan Mccormick |Elisa Troyer |Soubhana Asif
When one hospital closes, another one opens. That’s the saying, right? Of course, that’s not always easy to see in the moment, especially the moment my residency learned we had two months to find a new training site. It was March of my intern year at a two-year old internal medicine program. As anyone might imagine life at a new residency program, change was our only constant. We would identify growth opportunities, generate new policies and procedures, implement, refine, and repeat the cycle again.
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Sep 4, 2024 | 
opmed.doximity.com | Ryan McCormick |Ryan Mccormick |Elisa Troyer |Soubhana Asif |Hailey Roumimper
Mütters and Founding Fathers: A Medical Tour of PhillyThey say that going for a walk is good for your mental and physical health. As a physician and citizen of Philadelphia, I find that walking these historic streets also connects me to our profession’s rich history. Unlike the depressing gauntlet of medical malpractice billboards festooned along major highways, the small alleys and grand landmarks here in Philly inspire me.
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Sep 4, 2024 | 
opmed.doximity.com | Elisa Troyer |Soubhana Asif |Hailey Roumimper |Matthew Kent
I Realized I Wasn't Cut Out For My Dream JobIn summer 2024, Doximity ran our Women in Medicine essay contest. We are happy to announce this as the winning essay. I basically just started, and I’ve already failed at the U.S. health care system. One year ago, these were the words that filled my brain every hour of every day as I realized that I wasn’t cut out for my job. My dream job. The one I had felt was my calling.
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Sep 3, 2024 | 
opmed.doximity.com | Soubhana Asif |Hailey Roumimper |Matthew Kent |Richard Allen
“You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me.”Taylor Swift’s voice croons in the background as an image of the Prometric testing center appears on my screen. This is only one example of a recent viral TikTok trend where people use audio from Swift’s “Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?” to post videos and pictures that represent places or experiences they’ve deemed difficult, challenging, or perhaps trauma-inducing.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Apr 1, 2024 | 
opmed.doximity.com | Lachlan Shiver |Ashkan Habib |Jenny Jones |Soubhana Asif
I still remember receiving the call on that rainy Tuesday afternoon. I had been late to my job as a math tutor, and within five minutes of walking through the door I was surrounded by a group of rambunctious eight-year-olds. A phone call meant an escape from the chaos; it also potentially meant a new life path opening for me. As the hours went on, the downward glances I took toward my phone became more conspicuous. Then, my phone rang.
