She Lied That I Dropped Out Of Med School — Five Years Later, I Walked Into Her ER Room As The Attending

to arrive in a way that couldn’t be reframed.

As it turned out, it was already on its way. Moving down I-91 toward a red light that wouldn’t hold.

It was Thursday night, 3:07 in the morning, when the pager pulled me out of a dead sleep.

Level-one trauma. Motor vehicle collision, single female, thirty-five. Blunt abdominal trauma. Hemodynamically unstable.continue reading …