2019 Hope Babette Tang Humanism in Healthcare Essay Contest

I was perched on the edge of the hospital bed watching the second hand on my watch close in on “11” when Eva reached up with her free hand and grabbed my wrist, surprising me. I lost track of her blood pressure. Her worried, crinkled eyes looked searchingly into mine. “I really, really need to go home, Dr. Bair. Please, can you send me home?” I couldn’t send Eva home. And not just because I was only a medical student. Even though her partial...