My Parents Skipped My Medical School Graduation for My Sister’s Cruise and Then My Mom Told Me Not to Be Dramatic

midmorning quiet of a surgical floor between procedures, the distant hum of the ventilation system and the soft institutional sounds that you stop registering after a few years. I sat with my hands in my lap for a moment and looked at the wall and did what my training had taught me to do, which was to separate the thing I was feeling from the thing continue reading …