Let me do doctoring my way

Let not my well of empathy run dry

Let not my once boundless enthusiasm die

Assembly line products I do not manufacture or sell

I treat people when they are vulnerable and unwell

In the midst of dwindling resources and increasing burden of disease

Let me not get so disillusioned that I completely cease

To work as a physician, another vocation find

To maintain my sanity and preserve my mind

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I love a good challenge, I am competitive

More than a hundred percent I do not hesitate to give

To treat my patients, or contribute to an advancement

In clinical medicine, but I am limited in the extent

To which I can see more patients in limited time slots

I am a human being dealing with humans, not a robot

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Let me take care of patients with empathy and my skills

Let administrative burden my exuberance not kill

At the risk of sounding abrasive, this I have to say

Just leave me alone to do my job my way!

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A mother, a physician by profession, fiercely passionate about work, family, travel and fashion..

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