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 When I announced I was back in the blogosphere, I imagined that I would churn out a post every week. I got myself an accountability group of fellow bloggers and managed to start two posts- one in my head and the other in the draft section of my email. What I did not contend with was the inertia that has held me bound for many months since the start of the pandemic. One question I get asked a lot is about working during the first months of the pandemic as a frontline worker in NY. To be honest, I do not like that question, it digs up memories I would rather leave buried and when somedays some memories pop up like a Jack in the box uninvited, I allow a few tears trickle down before hurriedly shutting the box. I am not sure what would happen if  the memories buried underneath the concrete in the shores of my mind pop up but I know that they are safer hidden in the oceans depths than swirling in the atmosphere around my head. The one emotion that stuck to me was fear. I did not t...

It's been 6 years since my last appearance here and a lot of water has passed under the bridge, more like a billion cubits. I have grown up,   I was grown before but trust me I have grown a lot more. I have completed a residency, chief residency and fellowship and actually moved from NY to a more idyllic less fast paced town in the Midwest in this time. The move has come with all of the culture shock that entails moving away from the North East and I have plenty to write about this. I transitioned from trains and buses to actually driving myself everywhere and recently completed a solo 7 hour drive with 3 brief stops to refuel and use the restroom. It seemed like a good idea then but several rarely used muscles showed up multiple days in a row to protest against being so abused that in concession to these muscles, any distance greater than 4 hours by road will automatically be upgraded to a flight. My regular driving distance on days when I want to escape the quiet of my town ...