I’m scared. I am truly and entirely petrified. But then when i goto work, i look around me and see heroes. I am constantly inspired by the amazing people around me and feel proud to be fighting along side them each day. Please please please do your part and stay home. ❤️
My co-fellow was holding all the pagers last night. Her toddler took them all and threw them in the toilet. This little man did what I’ve only dreamed of.
Everytime I see a patient in clinic who is 90+ years old, I always ask their secret. One day I wanna make a graphic novel of their responses. They range from hilarious to scientific to spiritual. Each with its own lesson. Medicine is really so much more than medicine.
Today is my
#diaversary
a 🧵:
27 years ago today I was carried into the ER by my dad. I only remember pieces of that day, lots of needles, IVs, and then nothing. Just darkness. I came to in a pediatric ICU hours later, wires and tubes sprouted out of most of my tiny body…
The more clinical skills I learn, the more clear it is how valuable humanism is. when we take the time to listen to our patients, to sit at their bedside, to hold their hand- it does more good than anything else. Sometimes hugs are better than vanco.
IM FINALLY DONE WITH MEDICAL TRAINING! All together from undergrad to postbacc, med school to residency, and finally fellowship its been a journey of 16 years which amounts to slightly less than half my life. Many said id never make it... 🧵
After explaining the diagnosis, i told my pt they would be admitted for their treatment. “Doc I can’t- i’m recently homeless, i can’t afford that.”
“We can and will treat you regardless of ability to pay...” It was at that moment ive never been prouder to work at Bellevue.
Well… I passed! Officially double board certified in Internal Medicine and Endocrinology! Im really proud but its also made me stop and think.
There seems to be a lot of “data” showing how Step scores and ITE scores predict board exam pass rates…🧵
There’s an irony in medical training where we see first hand what is truly important in life- time with loved ones and appreciating the moments- and yet the life we dedicated ourselves to allows for very little of that.
Can we all agree that if a patient has diabetes (of any flavor) they should qualify for a CGM and insurance companies should not be able to create nonsensical roadblocks like Bg Logs and the like? K cool. Thanks. CGMs should be standard care. Period.
and while diabetes does truly suck, it doesn’t limit me. In many ways it allowed me to find my calling. To my fam, loved ones, colleagues, and patients - thank you for supporting me, diabetes does at times take a village and I am sincerely grateful for my amazing village❤️
I’d like the hands of a surgeon.
The eyes of a radiologist.
The nerves of an EM doc.
The brain of an ID doc.
And the work life balance of an ophthalmologist.
@DGlaucomflecken
Self portrait in used blood glucose test strips. Over 25 yrs, Ive pricked my finger ~91,000x. In many ways the microcosm of who I am is made up by my
#T1D
. But when u step back u see the macrocosm, the strips morph into me- we are so much more than just our wonky beta cells
Patients with chronic illness (diabetes etc) often know more than the experts, especially the day to day nuances of their health data, and should be seen as equal partners in their care management.
As a pre-med: all you want is that short white coat.
As a med student: all you want is the long white coat.
As a resident: all you want is no white coat.
There needs to be more positive reinforcement in medical training.
Tell your Med student what a great note they dropped.
Compliment your resident on catching that PE
Let your attending know their bedside manner is what you aim to emulate
High five ur intern for threading that IV
Dear Nurse,
Thank you for catching my misplaced order. Thank you for calling me when u just felt like something wasn’t quite right (u always seem to know). Thank you for bringing me a snack when my blood sugar was low. Thank you for all that you do 🙏🏽❤️ HAPPY NURSES WEEK!
S/P first night shift of many on the COVID unit. My head is heavy. My heart is heavier. I wish I had more options, more tools in my bag. I can still hold their hand and remind them they are not alone. It feels as though thats all i can do.
As of July 2021, I entered into my final step of becoming an endocrinologist. While this endeavor was sparked bc of my childhood diagnosis, it is also very much not defined by it. It is not lost of me the connection I share with my type 1 pts when I tell them that I get it.
Endocrine board questions be like:
Patient with low calcium & short digits.
What’s the diagnosis?
A. Hypoparathyoridism
B. Pseudohypoparathyroidism
C. Pseudo-pseudo-hypoparathyroidism
D. Pseudo-pseudo-pseudo-hypoparathyoridism
E. Pseudo-pseudo-pseudo-pseudo-hypoparathyroidism
Because I do. And so today, on my 27th yr of living with T1D, I want to “celebrate” with noting how far we have all come with the advancements, and also my own personal growth. We all carry our own challenges, some more visible than others, T1D just happens to be mine
Now that I’m an attending, ive finally moved into a real person apartment where for the first time in my life, i have a dining table. Despite this, i continue to eat meals like a resident- standing over the sink as fast as possible. When does this go away?
I have a secret: im in my final year of medicine residency and have yet to use my knowledge of the krebs cycle. if only i could evict that nonsense in exchange for deciphering EKGs...
I called my pts name in the waiting room. With tears in their eyes, they hugged me. “Bc you talked me into getting that biopsy, i went. It was cancer. They took it out and im now cancer free. Thank you.” There is no better interaction a doc can ask for.
FELLOWSHIP... MATCHED! One step closer to Endocrinologist! I am overjoyed to be staying at NYU for endocrine fellowship and am SO grateful for this opportunity. These last 15 or so years have been hard but despite the long hours studying and 28hr hour calls...
In an effort to make myself be held accountable- im gonna publicly declare my New Years resolution here: I WANNA FINALLY GET GOING ON MAKING MY BOOK- NATTER’S ILLUSTRATED INTERNAL MEDICINE! (Feel free to yell at me periodically)
which means for the first time in my diabetic life, I no longer have to prick my finger- AT ALL. I traded what had become an accepted constant in my life for a liberating technology that unloaded one small burden of this heavy diabetic load. Something else happened.
With each advancing year of my medical training,the less test scores and rote medical knowledge seem to matter, and the more important interpersonal skills and manners become. Being a good doctor is about treating those around you as you want to be treated.
Walking between Hospitals this AM, i saw a couple walking out of the main entrance. The man caught my gaze and a flicker of familiar washed over me. I couldnt place him but my recognition was confirmed as a big smile appeared on his face while he walked toward me with his wife..
I’m an internal medicine resident at my top choice residency and as an art kid with awful math and science background and subpar MCAT score, was told by teachers, tutors, advisors and med school deans to give it up, id never make it.
7 yrs ago I was an art kid with a lofty dream. I was told by numerous different people to give up, cut my losses, or even that I wasn’t meant for medicine. Jefferson took a chance on me and now I am in my final year of residency at my first choice program. Dream realized ❤️
10 years ago I was a Postbac Pre Med student shadowing Endocrinologist Dr Richardson. Today? I’m making rounds with him as his endo fellow.
#fullcircle
(I drew him that thyroid!)
Dear Dad,
In high school math class when I said “I’m too dumb to figure this out,” You were there to tell me I wasn’t. In college when I was in an emotional wreck, you were there to tell me “it will pass.” (Continued...)
This morning I walked through these doors for my endocrinology fellowship interview. I went through these same doors some 25 years ago, except I did not walk that time. I was carried by my father. I was in and out of consciousness...
We just had a noon conference briefing us on what to expect. There is an irony in how all i want and need right now is a hug and yet thats probably the worst thing one could do. Please stay safe. My colleagues in the hospital are actual heroes.