I am a physician-scientist, a title earned through decades of toil in laboratories and hospital wards, where the twin pursuits of truth and healing once reigned supreme. Yet, at the flagship academic hospital of this self-proclaimed “sanctuary state,” I conceal my credentials—not out of humility, but from a grim desire to witness the system unadorned, as it reveals itself to the ordinary patient. What I have beheld is a travesty: …

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In the once-venerable corridors of our state’s flagship academic hospital, a slow-motion disaster is unfolding. White patients — yes, white patients, because that’s who’s leaving — are abandoning ship, hightailing it to the quieter, politer hospitals in “white” suburbs. Why? Because the “uniformly Mexican” staff — medical assistants, front desk drones, and nursing staff — treat customer service like it’s a foreign concept. And frankly, it is. Mexico isn’t exactly …

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“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”
– Jiddu Krishnamurti

The American medical system is ill, and physicians are among its sickest patients. As a dual-boarded physician, an assistant professor of family medicine, and someone who has walked the halls of both academia and clinical practice, I have witnessed firsthand the symptoms of this systemic disease. It is a sickness that manifests in exhaustion, …

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This story is dedicated to all my female friends in medicine.

Didi does not love her job. What started as a noble purpose of helping people made her feel as though she has become a glorified customer service representative. She focuses on her Hippocratic oath, all right. She’s an internist in her 30s, seeing about fifteen to twenty patients per day, and she’s fed up with the sense of disrespect.

It does …

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