Ranit Mishori, my friend and a former colleague has a very interesting article about the trend in the training of doctors to assign readings taken from literature.
The article, in the Washington Post stands on its own, but I take special delight with it because of my 'backstory' with Ranit.
I admire Ranit because of her intelligence, ambition, hard work, and common sense. She left a secure career as a journalist to pursue her desire to work more closely with people in need, first by earning a Master's degree in Public Health and then an M.D. from Georgetown University. At the same time she married and had two children.
Could it have been anymore difficult? And yet, she did it all, and did it superbly. I've been lucky in my life to have known many remarkable people, but Ranit is the one I admire most of all.
Here's a bit from the beginning of her WaPo piece. But, be sure to read the whole thing too.
Poem for the Breasts," by Sharon Olds, into a lecture on "common breast problems" she delivered at a Washington clinic where I was a medical intern.
They were born when I was thirteen
They rose up half out of my chest
Now they are forty, wise, generous
I am inside them, in a way, under them
Or I carry them
I was alive so long without them
I can't say I envy them,
though their feelings are almost my feelings
As with someone one deeply loves . . . .
They were a gift to me
And then they were ours
Like little nurslings of excitement and plenty