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Let's Talk Medicine


Life is not easy to give.

Impermanent like the soft wind that caresses one’s cheek.

Convoluted like the active glomerulus inside both kidneys.

Dense like the bones wrapped in muscles and skin.

Medical school is not easy to get into.

Competition is bleak and relentless.

Acceptance is heart rising, lungs quivering, voice singing.

Studying are arduous steps worth undertaking.

One Job May Change My Life.

Prevention is patient education and providing more opportunities for happiness.

Happiness is improving lives through medicine.

Medicine is dynamic, beautiful, and intricate.

Life is not easy to give.

But I vow to:

Speak on behalf of my patients.

Act on behalf of my patients.

Save my patients on behalf of my service to society.

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