My time as an emergency medicine resident will be coming to an end in less than six months. I have mixed feelings about this upcoming transition. Don’t get me wrong—I cannot wait to apply what I’ve learned in residency and work on my own. Yet, with that said, I do have trepidation in leaving a place that has been so familiar to me. Some call it the “knife-and-gun club.” Some call it county.
For the last four years, I’ve simply called it home.
Working at a county hospital has taught me much more beyond clinical medicine. It has opened my eyes to the imperfections of our society, the beauty of human perseverance, and, most important, to the bigger picture of how we should treat each other as human beings.