To the resident who insists on sunshine and coffee breaks,Who plays medical charades behind your attending’s backwhile they pimp you on rounds,Who credits you with their thoughts,Who sends you home early,Who unmasks hidden curriculum,We appreciate you,We love you,We idolize you,And may we become you someday soon.

Jaundiced, she presented with acute hepatitis C.Pre-contemplative but concerned, she asked for clean needles.Unable but determined, we offered the 18-year-old mother offour a Nexplanon instead.Implant in place, she proclaimed “now I am invincible!”Later, withdrawing, she quietly left with an IV still in place.Embarrassed, we chuckled and claimed “harm reduction.”

In extremis, her husband deposited her in the ED while bloodpoured from her mouth.Mortified, I wrapped myself in plastic and said “Do you need ahand?”Tremulous, my hands cramped as the Yonker struggled to keepup.Dissociated, I looked at the ceiling and dreamt of red Blakemoreballoons floating to the sky.

Hungover, she presented with her pancreas inflamed.Lucid, fluids and morphine went into her veins.Obtunded, she went to the ICU with an overlooked Tylenollevel.Humbled, my attending said, “This is the part that sucks.”Suppressed, her son caught my eye through a glass-door as Ished a tear and went back to work.