I love our hospital. It’s big and white. It’s where I met mommy and daddy.
I love our hospital because I got a cold one day, and we went there. A nice man in white smiled at me and told me that I’ll be alright in no time. I got better after some time. I like him.
Mommy says he’s a doctor. She says that doctors take care of people who are sick, so they can go home and have fun with their family.
I want to have fun with my little brother. I got him at the hospital. The nice doctor says I cannot take him home yet. So my little brother lives at the hospital. Every day, I go there and play with him. Every night, I pray to God to send him home. Mommy says that I can play more when he comes home. She and Daddy pray, too.
I also pray to become a doctor. I want to go to the hospital and make people better. Especially little kids. So they can go home and play with their sisters and brothers.
Medical school is tough, even tougher is residency. sometimes we need to hear that voice of inspiration and excitement we carried before entering the journey.
The goal of WhiteCoated is to allow medical students and residents to contribute anything ranging from art to articles to podcasts that help others learn more about the field or rediscover their passion with the goals of bettering themselves and thus enhancing the care of their patients.