This April marks the 10-year anniversary of the founding of in-Training, and we invited all members of the in-Training family to contribute articles and other artistic works to celebrate our first decade as the premier online peer-reviewed publication by and for the medical student community.
Ruchica Chandnani, Class of 2024 at the Arkansas College of Osteopathic Medicine, contributes this poem as an in-Training writer and current managing editor of the publication since 2021.
She barely made it to rounds today. “Why couldn’t the patient have committed suicide later? It’s too early for me to be here,” she muttered.
In a world dictated by hard science and fact,
With medicine at the forefront,
To disparage the humanities:
Mock the liberal tenacity of women’s studies,
Glaze over the teachings of history,
Dismiss religion and philosophy.
My classmate was sick in the ER once. After asking for Tylenol again, she overheard the nurses. They thought she was a drug addict. That changed when she said she was in med school. Her temperature was 106F after waiting six hours.
I suppose that derision comes easy
With the reality of health care
At the worst of its burnout.
Psychology only matters
When you know what drugs to charge for.
Sociology is only relevant
When you know which group to judge.
We had seven ICU beds open across the state. I saw COVID patients dying left and right. Bit my nails down to the nub. …So I’m getting out of critical care.
It’s still a travesty though
When a field so privileged,
Centered on the human condition
Forgets its true nature
Beyond exams, rounds,
And Dragon dictations.
Its true potential diminished
Through the passage of time,
Or the agony of circumstance.
Dr. So-and-So isn’t around anymore due to repeated Title IX violations.
Having a surplus of drugs,
In the one thing that’s actually healing.
Today we mourn the passing of Dr. Such-and-Such, who committed suicide via gunshot wound at the age of 68. He will be missed. A vigil will be held at the end of this week.
Labor et scientia
Is nothing without
For that entails the worth of the humanities.
For that entails the core of genus humanum.