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Moving Beyond Knowledge

The ability to empathize and to wonder is fundamental to being human. These aspects of thought allow us to expand our knowledge and deepen our connections with others. Before starting medical training, I believed I would maintain my own sense of wonder, perhaps even expand it through new experiences. Yet after three years of medical school, I have found this more difficult than expected. Although medical education has certainly broadened my mind and offered remarkable opportunities, I have begun to recognize an inherent tension between its structure and the humanistic practice we are encouraged, as physicians-in-training, to embody.

Systematic thinking dominates medical training, teaching us to view problems primarily through a cause-and-effect lens. This approach often leads to a limited, action-oriented perspective that can hinder our ability to understand patients holistically. In promoting this cause-and-effect habit of thought, systematic thinking undermines the principles of humanistic medicine. Humanistic medicine strives to move beyond thinking that is limited to identifying the next best step. Instead, it intentionally attempts to see the patient and their life as a whole, emphasizing their lived experience. If put into practice, humanistic medicine allows us to connect deeply with patients and to navigate uncertainty with meaning. Unfortunately, it is often only briefly addressed in medical education, even though learning to practice it, like any other skill, requires dedication and sustained effort. Like many others, I feel this tension increasingly throughout my training, but my unconventional path into medicine makes it feel particularly acute.

I attended a small liberal arts college where every student followed the same curriculum, built entirely around discussion of primary texts. We began with the ancient Greeks and read our way through to the twentieth century. After completing the program, we all graduated with a bachelor’s degree in liberal arts. I valued this approach deeply because it was both highly individualized and inherently collaborative. We learned to engage in meaningful discussion and to solve problems together. Our grades were based solely on our spoken and written words. Classes began with an “opening question,” which we explored within the context of the work we were reading, seeking to understand it more clearly by teasing out ideas and discussing themes of the text as a whole. Inevitably, more questions would arise, and we would work together to make sense of them. Often, we did not arrive at satisfying answers, but that was not the point. Listening to one another, exchanging perspectives, and learning to sit with uncertainty: that was the point.

Medical education is structured differently. It relies on a systematic framework prioritizing sequencing and retention over open-ended inquiry. In recent years, there has been growing recognition of the importance of humanistic education within medicine. Yet this shift has produced little change in the underlying structure of training, which remains inherently systematic, a matter of logical sequencing, and encourages similarly systematic habits of thought. Within this paradigm, information is presented as the culmination of principles, reinforcing a cause-and-effect mode of reasoning. This structure has many strengths. It provides a shared framework for communication among practitioners and allows us to organize vast amounts of complex information efficiently. Problems arise, however, when the methods we use to learn medicine begin to shape how we practice it. The priorities of care become altered and we fail to integrate the information from our patients into a holistic understanding of them and their lives. It is a pattern that I have noticed frequently over the course of my clinical rotations.

During a pediatric hematology/oncology rotation, one conversation in particular illustrates this pattern well. The patient was a five-year-old admitted for unexplained bleeding. His family had no idea what was wrong; days earlier he seemed perfectly healthy. The physician entered the room, named the diagnosis, and explained that the cancer was treatable, outlining treatment options, risks, and the likelihood of recurrence. There was clarity in his words and confidence in the statistics he cited, but all the family heard was cancer. After the conversation, they were left to reconcile the weight of that word with the sight of their child, still seemingly healthy and playful. We speak fluently in our own medical language among ourselves, but at the bedside, the transition to empathetic communication is often overlooked. Pressures of clinic efficiency, high acuity, and entrenched habit all play a role in widening this gap and represent real barriers to humanistic care. In response to these pressures, most efforts focus on improving communication by eliminating medical jargon. While important, on its own it is not sufficient. Practicing humanistic medicine requires a focus not just on explanation, but on the relationship between patient and provider. Yet medical education rarely teaches this skill with the same rigor it applies to diagnostic reasoning. This absence reflects a deeper structural problem, one in which empathy is treated as secondary rather than essential to good clinical care.

This way of teaching medicine has real clinical consequences. One experience shared by a close colleague during a primary care rotation illustrates these consequences and shows how humanistic medicine can begin to address them. Their patient was following up after hospitalization for being struck by a car. The student conducted a routine history and presented the case to the attending. When they returned to the room together, the attending’s first question was not scripted or determined by an acronym. It was simply, “How did you get hit by a car?” That question opened a conversation that had not occurred up to that point; the patient revealed that he had attempted suicide by intentionally stepping in front of the car. This information had gone undiscovered until that moment—not because it was unknowable, but because no one had thought to ask. The question was simple, but it was asked with intention. It invited the patient into a difficult conversation and showed a willingness from the physician to meet him on an equal, more human level. Unfortunately, students’ exposure to this humanistic approach is limited and often depends on the individual mentors. Without explicit education in humanistic care, we risk losing—or never fully developing—the ability to engage meaningfully with our patients.

Prioritizing the systematic aspects of an inherently human pursuit like medicine is a short sighted and self-limiting habit. It not only weakens our connection to patients, but it also drastically restricts our critical thinking skills, cutting out natural curiosity. When our interactions are based primarily on demonstrating knowledge and an “understanding of the facts,” the first thing to disappear is the ability to ask meaningful questions. This is not because of increased ignorance; rather, it reflects a diminished capacity to work through uncertainty. When people are encouraged to think broadly and are given space to explore uncertainty for themselves, the practice of this kind of thinking strengthens critical thought. Problem-solving then becomes grounded in a deeper understanding of the problem itself. Growing these skills allows us to remain present and reflective with patients, even in the midst of uncertainty. But these skills must be intentionally nurtured and explicitly taught otherwise they fade—like any habit—in favor of the ever-present “I know the answer” attitude.

We undeniably need the efficiency of systematic thinking to learn and apply medical knowledge, but we must also deliberately cultivate the human side of medicine. This begins by naming the limitations of our current system and learning to recognize when structured reasoning is essential, and when it is more important to return to what makes us human: our capacity to empathize, to connect, and to feel. Doing so not only allows us to care for patients in a more humane, person-centered way, but also sustains us as caregivers in a profession that too often forgets what makes us human.

The Dichotomy

Witnessing the first breath of life, the last before death,

“You are cancer free!”, “The cancer has returned,”

“Congratulations, you are pregnant!,” “I am so sorry, but there is no longer a heartbeat,”

The scream of a mother echoing down the hallway as she brings new life into the world, the scream as she watches her child depart it,

Tears of joy in one patient’s room as their scan was clear, tears of sorrow in the next as their scan shows new metastasis.

The dichotomy of medicine – the best and the worst in life,

What a privilege and honor it is to walk with people on the best and worst days of their lives.

 

 


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Foreign Bodies (Berries)

Foreign Bodies (Berries)

Veronica Gibbons (2026)
acrylic on paper


This painting reminds us that beneath every incision is a unique individual, shaped by experiences that cannot be standardized. Medicine is inherently unpredictable, and while training emphasizes mastery of uniform knowledge, that focus can shift attention toward efficiency, performance, and personal progress. The unexpected blueberries disrupt this mindset, highlighting that while anatomy may be shared, each patient is different. The piece underscores the responsibility to stay adaptable and attentive—not just to the procedure, but to the person—recognizing that caring for patients requires presence and flexibility as much as technical skill.

How a 3-Minute Scene from “The Bear” Reframed My Perspective on Medical School

I was having one of those days in medical school where the weight of everything felt crushing — the pressure to be perfect, the constant comparisons to my peers, and the nagging doubt of whether I truly belonged here. It felt like I was running a race on a treadmill — no matter how fast I went, I was never getting any closer to the finish line. The harder I pushed, the more distant my goal seemed, leaving me with that persistent, nagging thought: Am I really cut out for this? It wasn’t just my abilities I began to question — it was as though my sense of purpose was fading, becoming harder to grasp with each passing day, as if I was losing sight of why I started this journey in the first place.

In need of a break, I turned to The Bear on Hulu, hoping to escape, even if just for a while. Although, like any medical student, I felt initial guilt in indulging in this free time. What I didn’t expect was that within a simple three-minute scene, I would find something that would resonate so deeply it would shift my entire perspective. Watching the conversation between Luca, a master pastry chef, and Marcus, an eager but uncertain baker, I suddenly found clarity in the very thing I had been struggling with for weeks.

In the scene, Luca — a masterful pastry chef — talks to Marcus, a young, hopeful baker, about the true essence of growth. It’s not found in moments of instant success or inborn talent, Luca explains, but in the willingness to embrace failure, to learn from mistakes, and to return with renewed effort. His words landed like a revelation, cutting through the noise of self-doubt that had been clouding my mind. It wasn’t about being perfect from the start; it was about showing up, failing, and trying again. I couldn’t help but laugh when Marcus asked, “How did you get good at this?” — the very same question I had nervously posed to my senior resident just days before. It was at that moment I realized that the path to mastery isn’t about avoiding mistakes but about learning to navigate through them.

In that moment, I realized I had been lost — chasing a version of success that didn’t leave room for imperfection. I had been holding myself to impossibly high standards, forgetting that this journey isn’t a sprint to mastery; it’s a slow, deliberate climb. It’s not about perfection — it’s about progress. And progress, I now understood, demands failure. But it’s not just about making mistakes — it’s about learning to fail well, to reflect, to adapt, and to keep pushing forward. Luca’s words reframed failure for me; it was no longer something to fear or hide from, but something essential to the process of becoming, not just a doctor, but a better version of myself.

I had been consumed by comparisons — constantly weighing my worth against the abilities of my peers, residents, and attendings and of course the worst of all … UWorld. But Luca’s wisdom offered a different perspective: I had been missing the point. My peers were not benchmarks to measure myself against, but resources. Each of them carried their own strengths, experiences, and insights. Instead of allowing their achievements to magnify my insecurities, I needed to see them as guides on this journey. We all have something to offer to one another, and true growth happens when we lift each other up. I can’t count the number of times I have adopted new perspectives or approaches to my clinical reasoning just by simply observing my classmates perform at their best. The key was stepping outside of my own self-doubt long enough to realize that by leaning on those around me, I could grow far beyond what I imagined.

The same went for the residents and doctors I had been comparing myself to. They weren’t there to intimidate me; they were there to guide me. These seasoned professionals weren’t unattainable figures — they were teachers, mentors, and, most importantly, humans who had walked this path before me. Their goal wasn’t to highlight my shortcomings, but to offer me the wisdom they had gained through their own struggles. Instead of thinking, I don’t know if I’ll ever reach that level, I needed to remind myself that every day I show up, I’m getting closer. Every interaction, every case, every stumble is another step forward. I needed to shift my focus from judging my success by the finish line and start rewarding myself for each effort along the way. Growth is subtle, but it’s always there if we choose to notice it. 

That scene also reminded me that medical school is, in many ways, about finding what works for me. Luca’s advice to Marcus about discovering his own path, his own techniques, struck a chord with me. It was a reminder that there is no single “right way” to succeed. Just as Marcus had to experiment, fail, and adjust in the kitchen, I needed to do the same in my studies and in the hospital. This time isn’t just about absorbing information — it’s about discovering how I learn best, how I connect with patients, and how I navigate the challenges of medicine. It’s okay if my process looks different from someone else’s, as long as I’m learning, adapting, and growing with each step. Additionally, it reminded me of the artistry of medicine. Once we learn our foundations and skills, we should be encouraged to add our personal touch and creativity to our approaches, creating a colorful canvas of humanism. 

One of the biggest takeaways from that conversation was the importance of staying curious. Luca’s passion for his craft and his willingness to keep learning, even after achieving so much, was a reminder that curiosity is key to self-growth and improvement. In medicine, curiosity drives us to ask questions, to dig deeper, and to never settle for surface-level understanding. It’s what pushes us to become better doctors, not just by mastering the material, but by continually seeking to expand our knowledge and understanding.

Luca’s openness to new ideas and different perspectives was something I needed to adopt. In medicine, we often come in with our own biases, with rigid plans for our careers, and with preconceived notions about how things should be. But the reality is, we’re given a rare opportunity to interact with people from all walks of life, to learn from individuals who have different experiences and perspectives. By being open to these diverse viewpoints, we can grow not just as doctors, but as human beings. The more open we are, the more we can truly take advantage of the incredible learning opportunities that medical school offers.

Looking back, I see that my obsession with high standards of achievement was holding me back from reaching my true potential. Medical school isn’t about being perfect; it’s about learning, growing, and improving every day in your own unique way. Luca’s advice to Marcus in that scene from The Bear helped me understand that the journey to becoming a doctor is much like the journey to becoming a great chef — it’s messy, it’s full of mistakes, but it’s also rich with opportunities for growth. By embracing the process, leaning on others for support, and staying curious and open-minded, I’m giving myself the chance to reach my full potential, not just as a student, but as a future physician.

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“You Must Hate Patients”

From premed onward, an interest in pathology is often met with a well-meaning but mildly disapproving joke. It comes from friends, family, mentors and internet forums. “You must hate patients.” It seems introverts and misanthropes alike are often relegated to the sub-sub-basements and windowless corners of the hospital, where radiologists and pathologists hiss at lost patients. While every specialty is ripe with ridicule and stereotypes, this particular joke damages the image of an already underappreciated and misunderstood field among medical students.

The jokes, of course, have not gone unnoticed. Like many who choose less “popular” specialties, I have faced moments of doubt and self-reflection on my specialty choice. I often asked myself, “do I hate interacting with patients? If I do not, is this the right career for me?” But that line of questioning was flawed from the start, it assumed that valuing patient care and choosing pathology are mutually exclusive. Pathology is not devoid of patient care; it is foundational to it. Every slide examined and every diagnosis made directly shapes patient outcomes. It’s not that pathologists avoid or hate patient care, it’s that we engage with it in a different, deeply essential way. To suggest that pathologists are disconnected from patients is to misunderstand the nature of the work itself.

The reasons medical students pursue pathology, or any specialty, are vast. Today, students are privileged with the ability to explore specialties virtually and in person through shadowing, the AAMC’s Careers in Medicine program, or even YouTube interviews with physicians. Despite my early interest in pathology, I have come to appreciate that the field’s distinctiveness goes beyond indirect patient interaction. Some students find their preclinical years more fulfilling than their clinical rotations and are drawn to fields like radiology, pathology, medical genetics or preventive medicine. Yet, the misconception persists that students choose these specialties purely out of a distaste for patient care.

Most people define patient care as what happens at the bedside, such as performing a physical exam, discussing treatment options or administering medications. But patient care extends well beyond these interactions. It includes the surgeon meticulously planning an operation, the radiologist identifying a barely visible mass and the pathologist catching a subtle feature on a biopsy that changes a patient’s treatment course. I experienced one of the most important yet overlooked aspects of patient care while working on the medical autopsy service. To many pathologists, an autopsy is a patient’s final doctor’s visit and is one of the most intimate and compassionate forms of care. Though the procedure offers no benefit to the patient, it provides families with answers and closure, especially after an unexpected or sudden death. For the hospital, it serves as a quality control measure, assessing care before the patient’s passing and ensuring that knowledge gained benefits future patients. Like many aspects of pathology, it may appear macabre and impersonal, yet it provides immense value to both practitioners and families. It provides clarity and answers to those waiting anxiously on results. This is what makes pathology a critical, though underappreciated, component of patient care. When we define patient care too narrowly, we fail to recognize the many hands that shape a patient’s outcome. We also risk pushing talented students away from fields they might love, simply because of external stigma rather than internal conviction.

Ultimately, a student’s specialty choice should be guided by personal fulfillment, not misplaced judgment. We like to believe stigma does not affect our decisions, but it lingers in subtle ways, shaping our conversations, influencing the mentors we seek and forcing us to justify our choices. When students internalize the misconception that pathology, and other behind the scenes specialties, lack compassion, they may hesitate to explore fields where they could truly thrive. Some may feel pressured to choose a specialty that aligns with traditional notions of patient care rather than one that best suits their skills, passions and values.

In my heart of hearts, I believe all medical students enter the field with a desire to care for patients. Choosing pathology does not mean someone lacks empathy or is indifferent to patient care. It simply means that their passion for medicine is directed in a way that allows them to make a difference behind the scenes. Pathologists are hidden advocates, fighting for the best patient outcomes through the precision of their work. So, the next time someone asks, “you must hate patients, huh?” I will smile, knowing that patient care is much broader and much deeper than they may realize. Instead, the next time we meet a future pathologist, let us try saying, “you must love science.”

 

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