Photo by Jessica Crockett
Running to Fort Point
I became a runner during my clinical rotations of medical school. When my days overflowed with meaning. So much to process, to honor and to grieve.
First patient
Shelter clinic opens every Thursday at six, First time seeing a “real” patient, I’m waiting at the door.
Ours Is Not to Reason Why
When I found out the next patient I’ll be following is a retired army cardiothoracic surgeon in his late eighties...
Silent But Not Alone: Enduring A Hostile Academic Culture
Four years ago, I sat among clamoring classmates at graduation, silently reflecting on my college experience and how unhappy I...
This Date in UCSF History: How Do You Celebrate Lunar New Year?
(Originally published on January 31, 1989.) ThuyMinhDo, Third-year pharmacy student: If I was home, the house would be festive, with...
Assiduously
This morning, strolling soddenly down Harmon street, the rain became a sudden shield; with sudden clarity I felt calamity dismissed...
Celebrating First Gen Students
Tuesday November 8th was National First Generation (First Gen) Day, a day to celebrate students who are the first in...
Time to Run
Last month, I ran a marathon. There was no official race. I tracked my miles using a phone. Each mile...
Introspection
Often, I used to drop by to ask a patient of mine about his mood, and one day he just...
This Date in UCSF History: UC Grad Students Strike
[Originally published on December 3, 1998.] Students at the eight other University of California campuses went on strike Tuesday, Dec...