September 1974. I was a third-year medical student at NYU. My husband and I, newlyweds, lived in a single room in the med student dorm. Fortunately, third-year students took night calls, so on those nights, my husband had the single pull-out bed all to himself. If family medicine and emergency medicine existed as defined specialties
Finding my calling: a surgeon’s path through medical school originally appeared in KevinMD.com.
