Then she told me she was going to report me to the hospital.
Three weeks later, I would sit in front of a disciplinary panel, listening to strangers discuss whether I had exploited a dying eighteen-year-old girl for financial gain.
And the worst part was that I could not honestly tell them I had done everything right.
My name is Lucas Bennett. I was thirty years old when I met Alicia Morgan, and at the time, I believed becoming a doctor meant learning how to save people.
I had no idea how difficult it would be to accept the moments when saving them was no longer possible.
The Girl Who Made the Hospital Feel Less Like a Hospital
Becoming a doctor had been my dream for as long as I could remember.
My parents were ordinary working people who had always believed education could open doors that hard work alone could not. They helped me whenever they could, but medical school was expensive, and there were plenty of months when their help barely covered my groceries.
