Professionalism in Medicine: (1) Be on Time; (2) Tell the Truth
Long ago and far away, on my first day of internship in a Boston hospital, I was handed four pagers to wear. Almost as soon as I clipped them to the waist of my scrubs, the leftmost one chirped. According to my senior resident, this meant that the emergency department had a consult for me.
A consult for me—the just-finished-medical-school student who hadn’t done any work in OB/GYN since my subinternship 10 months earlier? For me—the fledgling doctor who couldn’t quite always reliably find the cervix on examination? For me—someone so new to this hospital that I wasn’t sure where the emergency department was located?
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