Puto Rounds
Sometime in the year 2000, in the heart of New York, New York. In the hallways of the intensive care
Tag: ICU
The Language of Grief
I was sitting in a consultation room of our ICU. I was having a discussion with the family members of
Time Under Heaven
One Friday afternoon one of my partners signed out to me the patients in the ICU. I was taking over
The Christmas Homecoming
He arrived with much fanfare. Clad in a brightly orange suit, with two escorts on each side. He made a
Teach? Just Let Me Sleep!
I was on-call a few nights ago and I received a message from “Call-Transfer” at such an unholy hour of
Still My Beating Heart
She laid there motionless in the ICU bed. The only movement was the regular rise and fall of her chest
Making Things Right
“I just want to make things right.” That was what my patient told me not too long ago. Wanting to make
Unfinished Race
I was feeling the heat as I was running this morning. It was still early, but it was already hot
A Father Till the End
It was 2 o’clock in the morning. I was on-call that night. I had to come back emergently to the
My Entourage
When you watch medical drama on TV, like House M.D. (no, I don’t watch medical drama, for that will remind