The American Resident Project, sponsored by ThinkAnthem, is a platform for future physician leaders – medical students, residents and physicians newly in practice – to connect, explore ideas for transforming American health care delivery, and exchange their views with other health care providers and opinion leaders across the country. READ MORE
The American Resident Project is a platform that enables young physician leaders to connect, share their ideas, and explore new concepts to transform the American health care system. The following are examples of their innovation.
It was 5:30 AM, and I was startled to feel the nudge of my husband’s hand on my arm while vaguely hearing the sound of my alarm going off in the background. Although I was not prepared mentally to get up for another day, I quickly jumped out of bed so as not to allow the sound to wake my sleeping daughter in the next room.
Hope. It seems like such a small word, and yet, in medicine, it has so much meaning, for both physicians and patients alike. Hope is intertwined into the very fibers of science that make medicine not drugs and procedures, but healing remedies and life-changing miracles.
As a practicing Ob/Gyn I feel lucky to be working in a field so full of promise and with space for advancement of medical technology. Although prospects of improved fetal imaging, cervical cancer prevention and techniques of minimally invasive surgery are game-changing, new discoveries in the genetics arena of our field strike me as simply incredible.
The ability to access health information via the internet is creating a generation of empowered, informed patients. While this is almost always beneficial to both patients and the patient-physician relationship, it does call for changes to traditional counseling methods.
The age-old saying is that ‘knowledge is power.’ But what happens when you are overwhelmed with the information you need to make a decision without the understanding of how that information fits together to answer your question?
It’s 5:50 a.m. and my alarm is buzzing. It’s been going off intermittently since 5:30 a.m. Even though I really don’t need to be out of bed until 6:00 a.m., I’ve lived with myself long enough to know my biggest vice is the snooze button. I roll out of bed and get ready for the day.
I kick the sink and the warm water pours over my hands as I start the now familiar ritual. I scrub my hands intensely, from my fingertips to where my scrub sleeves end. The process takes a few minutes, before I gently rinse the soap off, again, from fingertips to the ends of my sleeves.