The hashtags #Blacklivesmatter and #whitecoats4blacklives have been dominating social media for the past month. Pictures of people protesting and medical students participating in “die-in” demonstrations at their medical schools have also surfaced. How did we end up here? Racial tension between African Americans and the police has been a longstanding, controversial issue. Only July 17, 2014, Eric Garner died after a white police officer, Daniel Pantaleo, put him in a chokehold, even though he repeated to the police officer, “I can’t breathe.” The grand jury decided not to indict Officer Pantaleo based on a lack of evidence. One month later, an African American teenager named Michael Brown was shot and killed by a white police officer named Darren Wilson. The jury did not have enough evidence to indict Officer Wilson of any wrongdoing. However, political unrest swept the nation because many people believed that the Eric Garner and Michael Brown’s deaths were due to the color of their skin. Continue Reading →
photo by: Wesley Parker
Remember us. It’s a simple enough request. Or is it? Recently through my experiences in the anatomy lab, I’ve learned that it is so easy to lose sight of the human part in medicine (i.e. treating patients as people and not just problems to solve). Reflecting upon my time in the lab with our cadavers, I penned this poem for the Class of 2018’s Gift of Body Ceremony, which was a time where our whole class took a moment to truly appreciate the gift our donors have given us. I hope I can continue to remember the message behind these words.
“Remember Us. For we too have lived, loved, and laughed.”
This request—this command—I find it a curious epitaph
That the one who lies beneath it would—with his last breath—
Pen these words above his head to memorialize his death.
The size of the stone is enormous, the thing must have cost a fortune
And so I’d expect a whole life story, reveling in his great deeds and glory,
But what I read is much more boring. Just these ten words, and nothing more. Continue Reading →
Guest Post: On occasion, we accept guest submissions to the blog. Today’s post was written and submitted by the USCSOMG Office of Admissions.
This is the special time of year when future physicians are considering the right school to pursue their medical education. We, the USC School of Medicine Greenville Admissions team, are excited you are considering our school’s one-of-a-kind program.
Our team is dedicated to making the application and admissions process, which could seem daunting, as straightforward as possible. In fact, in today’s post, we hope to provide some useful information about USCSOMG’s entire process. Continue Reading →
For those of you who are avid readers of our blog, you may recall a previous post of mine last spring that discussed my future hip surgery, and how the process of injury and surgery might enhance my understanding as a physician. Lessons have definitely been learned from this experience, and I would like to share an update! Continue Reading →
As you may have realized by now, I really enjoy sharing pictures of my cat. He makes me laugh, which is something you desperately need on a daily basis in the second year of medical school. However, he also reminds me of the struggles of medical school quite often. I feel like his struggles often coincide with mine. Let’s compare M2 test week with car rides for Rocky. M2 test week is monumentally more stressful than M1. I do not know why, and some people would probably disagree with me. But I find them terrifying and anxiety provoking. A torture that seems unnecessary and unending. I find myself annoying my friends and family whining day in and day out about just how hard it is. Continue Reading →
Religion is a very complex and even frustrating discipline to study and explore. The current era presents humanity with the remarkable opportunity to actively engage in interreligious dialogue. The Western world has been historically based upon dualities and separations. The humanities, the sciences, and other areas of thought have been compartmentalized from one another. Western medicine has proven to be a field that has attempted to separate science from existential philosophy, religiosity, and faith in order to understand the physical world in a logical, cohesive manner. Can we really separate these areas of the human experience from one another? With modernity causing different ethnic and religious populations to live and work closely with one another, different religious traditions have become more integrated into the social framework. In order to treat the wholeness of the individual, should we not be cognizant that there is more to caring for others than our medical knowledge and prescriptions? Continue Reading →
I don’t want to be a doctor anymore.
Yes, I’ve thought that. Does that surprise you? It shouldn’t. Any pre-med/medical student/resident/attending has thought this at one point, myself included. Frankly, I don’t believe those who say they haven’t thought this at least at one point during their training; to say that, they must be willfully ignorant of the path and the profession they have chosen. Continue Reading →
Imagine being a fashion photographer and photographing some of the most beautiful people in the industry. Imagine jetting off to New York, Milan, or Paris at a moment’s notice and working alongside fashion icons and supermodels. This was the life of award winning fashion photographer Rick Guidotti. Then, everything changed when he saw an albino girl on the streets of New York. Continue Reading →
Do you know how amazing you are?
After reading this next paragraph, I would like for you, the reader, to take a few minutes to close your eyes. I want you to feel the weight of your body against the surface you may be sitting on. Take a moment and focus on your breathing. With each breath, feel the oxygen rich air entering into your chest cavity, flowing deep into your lungs. Breathe out the excess air. After a minute or two, open your eyes. Look around the room and bring your hands up in front of your face. Slowly wiggle your fingers and let your hands touch one another. Continue Reading →
Lacing up my cleats, I looked across the field and saw familiar faces, which was a first. Even though it was only our second game, it was the only time during the season that our M1 intermural soccer team, “Multiple Scorosis,” was matched up against “Nothing But Netters,”opponents we actually knew off the field. I had butterflies in my stomach and wasn’t exactly sure why. Maybe it was because this was the Monday of test week? Because of the giant M2 and M3 who looked like they could take me out with one swift kick? Or maybe the fact that my overplayed shin guards from high school felt like they had seen better days. Continue Reading →