Three male, third-year medical students entered seven weeks of Internal Medicine rotation, and they were prepared to get a truckload of needy and complicated patients on day one. They got them. They were not prepared for such an apocalyptic entry into 1984.The memory snapshot carries this caption: “Nightmare Team. Discouraging words abound; encouraging words are not to be found.” They found...
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