“There’s this person, in my head. She is brilliant. Capable. She can do chest tubes and craniotomies, she can run a code without freaking out. She’s a really good surgeon, maybe even a great surgeon. She’s me, only so much better. And I’m afraid I’ll never become this person in my head, because something keeps getting in my way.”
“It was a good day. Maybe even a great day. I was a good doctor. Even when it was hard. I was the me in my head. There was a moment when I thought, “I can’t do this.” “I can’t do this alone.” But, I closed my eyes and imagined myself doing it. And I did. I blocked out the fear. And I did it. It was a really good day.”
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