A young physician's journey of recovery from surviving breast cancer to coping with the traumatic stress of providing front line care during the COVID pandemic
The sun streams through my window. Beams of sunlight fall across my face, warming me. I groan and roll over. It is mid-morning already and I have yet to drag myself out of bed. There are many moving parts in my life right now and I am once again struggling with severe fatigue. I was …
I awake with a start. It is still dark though from the birds singing in the distance I know it is almost sunrise. I did not sleep particularly well and woke several times with disturbing dreams. My eyes have been open only seconds but there is already much on my mind. I’m guessing it will …