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A chance encounter in Chicago: lessons in compassionate medicine
It was a frigid January night in Chicago. My whole body felt cold as flurries of snow landed on my clothes, prompting me to quickly enter the restaurant to find my friend. The dinner began to unfold how I had imagined. My friend, a fellow medical stude…
Families come in various forms
I was nervous, but I knew what I needed to do. I reminded myself that I would have regrets if I did not initiate the conversation I envisioned in the proceeding days. After a resident with whom I worked closely on my family medicine rotation gave me fe…
