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What does it mean for me to be a good physician?

There are many characteristics that can be attributed to the definition of a ‘good physician’, but I think that the most important are compassion, confidence, and humility. To have compassion is to recognize another’s suffering, and to take actions to help. A doctor’s duty is implied in the second part of this definition, but it is the first aspect, of recognizing suffering, that distinguishes the good doctors from the bad. A good doctor will make you feel heard, they will never make you feel incompetent, and they will allow you to choose your reaction to news they may give you, while guiding you through the information they can offer. Next comes confidence. Confidence is of utmost importance, largely because of the amount of trust people place in those whose names are followed by an M.D. To navigate that trust, a good doctor must have the confidence to explain well, to take necessary steps in treatment, and importantly, to say ‘I don’t know,’ when necessary. Finally, humility, or the ...

Random thoughts now, a few days before March 1st

 "...we humans are reckless with our bodies, reckless with our lives, for no other reason that that we want to know what would happen, what it might feel like to brush up against death, to run right up to the edge of our lives, which is, in some ways, to live fully." -Transcendent Kingdom  "If today was my last day on earth, did i live it well? Rather than could everyone see my abs, or was I think enough for the patriarchy?" - Jameela Jamil "The opposite of sensitive is not brave. It's not brave to refuse to pay attention, to refuse to notice, to refuse to feel and know and imagine. The opposite of sensitive is insensitive, and that's no badge of honor."  - Untamed "...imagination is not just the catalyst of art, it's also the catalyst of compassion. Imagination is the shortest distance between two people, two cultures, two ideologies, two experiences." - Untamed "She will need to remind herself that being called a racist is actu...

What I learned in 2020...

 I noticed something this New Years. We're used to people posting how much they achieved throughout the year, but this year was bound to be different. It seemed that people just couldn't help themselves - posting 'this year I learned more about myself/mentally/within than ever before'. Clearly they didn't get the message that just surviving 2020 was a success story. In the year that makes you grow the most, isn't it essential to learn that sharing your 'success' with others is benefitting no one, the best growth happens within and stays out of the tech sphere, out of the handle of companies that are meant to bring us down and feed at our faults.  So here, for my blog, for only my eyes to see, I post what I learned in 2020 -  1. You are where you should be, even if it doesn't feel like it (since I feel like I don't want to be here at PUMS, or here in Poland). 2. I'm a cat person. 3. Toxic friendships will end themselves if you do what's ri...

the election

While I would love to be someone __ enough to say that people who voted for trump are not the enemy, I am not. The reality of the matter is, trump is an evil man, and he was only been able to ruin the things he has because of those who voted for him. I have lived outside of the US for Trump's entire first term and I can say that the effect of Trump's leadership extends FAR beyond the US and is volatile for the whole world. There is not only a pity the world feels for Americans, but leaders of other countries have gained a confidence to pass inhumane laws that I dont think would be possible without our dumbass ex-president. If you are Republican, i respect you, and you can have the next 4 years! But if you believe that trump is better for america than a decent human who doesn't want the demise of people who are not like him, I have lost all respect for you.

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Polska - Pieklo Kobiet

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When we were young.

Damn, Adele, do you know how to evoke emotion? This song makes my chest feel tight, and sends me into a bout of nostalgia. Please don't get me wrong - I am obsessed with life right now - so happy that I am pursuing my dream, over-the-moon to be with someone so loving and accepting and understanding, and whose arms I am feel at home in, and so grateful for the lessons I continue to learn in this frustrating place and time.  When I think of the past, though, it's almost always my year in Samoa. This means it is almost directly correlated with the time I met the Avocado farmer to the time I left him (to pursue myself which is pretty freaking badass). The beauty of that time was in the fleeting-ness of it. With every surreal morning waking up to a tropical storm, in a hammock with the ocean below, or to an unwelcome alarm to start off a day of fruit picking, I knew that those days were not forever. I felt free, wild, and really living. I was suddenly one of those people you meet wh...