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Lydia Boyette (1 Posts)

Contributing Writer

Campbell University School of Osteopathic Medicine


Lydia Boyette is a third year medical student at Campbell University. Because she was accepted into medical school at nineteen years old, Lydia believes that people of all ages can positively impact patient care. Lydia has spent a significant amount of time working for community health centers in rural North Carolina. She serves as a student physician ambassador for her school and previously served as the editor in chief for the Campbell University Community Care Clinic Newsletter. She graduated magna cum laude from Campbell University in 2015 with a bachelor of business administration in healthcare management and a minor in general science. While completing her undergraduate degree, Lydia was inducted into the honor societies of Phi Kappa Phi, Delta Mu Delta, and Pre-Med Allied Health and served as an English composition tutor and editor.




Gentle Shepherd

A frail elderly gentleman was wheeled in on a stretcher and left alone. His paper-thin skin lay gently across his delicate frame like fine linens. His mouth lay agape. His slightly yellowed sclera framed the piercing gray eyes cast upward at the harsh fluorescent lighting. He didn’t blink. He didn’t cry for help. He awaited the inevitable on a stretcher in a hallway of a fully occupied emergency department. I was confused and scared at the apparent lack of treatment he was receiving. There was no crash cart prepared for him. He wasn’t attached to telemetry. He didn’t have a nasal cannula. He lay in bed alone — in waiting.

Talking Dirty

Barely into my second year of medical school, I already have a reputation — I love asking the uncomfortable stuff. Social history, sex, drugs, alcohol, I want to know it all. At first, it was just because that section randomly fell on me during small group sessions or standardized patient encounters. Then, I began to volunteer, or be volunteered. “Mariya loves the dirt,” my classmates say. Without saying, I always approach this section of the …

I Don’t Know How to Tell You This…

“My rheumatologist was the one who told me I have cancer because for nine months we thought my back pain was due to a type of arthritis. He felt really bad about it and when he called me to tell me the diagnosis, he started crying on the phone.” A student in my second-year medical school class says this when we are in the big lecture hall for a class presentation on how to give …

The Exam Room Cloud

Last spring, I saw my first real patient. The plan was to go into an exam room and take the history and physical of a real patient who had graciously offered to sacrifice half of his day. A doctor would watch everything and give feedback. The intimidating fact that I was being monitored made me feel like I was about to go on stage in front of an audience. If you had followed me into my …

More Than a Number: The Patient’s Story

Though I am currently a second year student at University of Vermont, I actually started medical school back in the ’80s in an ancient and venerable school in England, granted the royal seal by Henry VIII. Even just twenty-five or so years ago, the nurses still wore uniforms not significantly different from that worn by Florence Nightingale herself, and they kept their heads bowed and eyes demurely averted on ward rounds. I remember that there …

Peter Wingfield (1 Posts)

Contributing Writer Emeritus

University of Vermont College of Medicine


Peter Wingfield is in the Class of 2015 at the University of Vermont College of Medicine after more than two decades as an actor in the UK, Europe and North America.