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Sorry, this is a long one but it's important to me ]
Today I Remembered: ...why I'm doing all of this work.
In our small group session this afternoon, we had a guest instructor and we were asked to introduce ourselves and briefly say why we decided to be doctors. This prompt elicited a hearty mix of chuckles and groans from my classmates and myself because we had to answer this question
ad nauseum during the application process, and hoped we were done with it for good.
As the circle approached my end of the room and everyone sheepishly said the same tried and true response ("I love science and want to help people."), I started to think. You know what? We
aren't applying anymore, so we can say whatever we want. We're like retired politicians that can finally speak from the heart instead of from party lines. If I'm honest, what is my motivation?
My classmates moved too quickly for me to come up with a succinct response, so I barfed up some barely coherent line about my family and how the profession can be selfless. I'm still not sure where I was going with that. The class moved on and I put that thought on the backburner while I self-destructively criticized my inability to speak (normally not a weakness of mine).
My big activity for the day was way outside my comfort zone and I had been nervously looking forward to it all week. I signed up as part of
GHHS NYMC Cares Week to volunteer at the nearby homeless shelter. A group of ~8 medical students would go give a presentation on diabetes and hypertension to the residents of the shelter. I was the only first-year to sign up for this activity and would be working with 2nd and 4th year students who, might I add, had already taken physiology, pathology and pharmacology and were thus much more reliable sources of health information than myself.
The older students turned out to be incredibly welcoming. They loved to reminisce about their first years and give tips on how to survive mine. When we got there we found that we wouldn't be able to use our Powerpoint presentation and would instead print out the slides to pass out to the residents. While we waited for the printer, we mingled in the activity room. Residents started to assemble and quickly grew restless waiting for something to start. As much as I like talking with the immeasurably cool 4th years, I felt more and more awkward ignoring the people we had come to (theoretically) help, so I went over and introduced myself to a particularly antsy older man.
We casually started talking and had a great conversation. It turned out that he was a cancer patient (like myself, for a time) but that he had refused to continue treatment after 10 years of chemo. I told him that I could understand his choice, and we commiserated for a while about nasty diseases, nasty doctors and nastier hospital food. By this point the rest of the medical students had followed my lead and dispersed amongst the residents and were engulfed in animated discussion.
The presentation began once the printouts arrived and almost immediately we began fielding questions. It seemed everyone in the audience had diabetes, hypertension or both - and the few who had neither were hypochondriacal enough to have questions anyway. And you know what? We answered every one of their questions. I could actually help real live people (and not just my mom over the phone)! True, I knew the least of all the students, but I still could chime in to clarify things and share the little I did know.
The highlight of the day for me was prefaced by an awkward moment where two residents asked questions at the same time. The more deferential of the two waited and was eventually forgotten amongst the continued discussion. After the presentation was over, I went immediately to that man and explained that I had not forgotten his question and that it was actually a really good one. He had originally asked if potassium was good to take for the cramps he developed in his legs while exercising (we confirmed this during the main Q&A), but had also heard that salt could help too. The sodium in salt is actually physiologically paired with potassium throughout the body. The only thing is, unlike with potassium which banana-haters might actually run low on, as unhealthy Americans we are never deficient in sodium thanks to our over-consumption of salty foods.
So, could sodium deficiency cause the cramps? Yes. Is that likely? Not really. Try a banana and some more water first. The man was incredibly thankful for both our time in general and for my extra effort to answer his question (and he told me so!). It was the first time I got to go out of the way for a patient - the first time I made a connection and established a professional trust with someone.
This is why I went into medicine. If I had to sum it up in a sentence, I might fall back on the application staple ("I love science and want to help people."), but it's something more than that. Something harder to describe but exceedingly more beautiful.