My First Patient, The Storyteller
Written by Janel Feliz Martir ’16
As I close my locker door, I feel as if I’m leaving behind the trappings of my student self: my laptop with all my notes, my papers etched with messy anatomical drawings and my colored pens. I take a deep breath. This is the real thing, I think as I walk away from my locker, slowly making my way to the coffee kiosk in the hospital lobby where my group will meet.
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