Kendra Lost Her Wings
“Every time I drive in rush hour traffic, I lose a piece of my wings.”
- Kendra Campbell
I’ve learned two important things this week (my first week of endocrinology, and first week of driving to the hospital):
1) I really like endocrinology. It’s interesting and not too complicated and I’ve learned a lot. My attending is the bomb.
2) I will NEVER drive to work. Ever. Again.
I’m pretty sure that driving is perhaps the worst torture that exists. It beats down your very soul. Traffic can turn the very best mood into the very worst. I am no longer able to take photos and videos along my route. I have no control over how fast or slow I can go. I am at the mercy of traffic. You might think that I’m exaggerating, but I’m not. Driving to work even for one week has taken away a piece of my soul. Now I will have to regenerate that piece via walking for a year.
I have one more week of med school (endocrinology) left. I might decide to take the subway to the hospital (even though it would be a longer trip), just because I think driving is killing me.
Anyway, 5 more days of work until I am a doctor. Yes indeedy.
Photo: Taken today during endocrinology rounds. Infection control does save lives.
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My name is Kendra and I am a newly minted doctor about to begin my residency in Psychiatry at

