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Letter from the Editor EM Resident magazine is EMRA's bi-monthly publication that serves as the platform from which we amplify the many different voices that make our organization extraordinary. In m
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Letter from the Editor One of my first editions as Editor-in-Chief of EM Resident featured a story about the fascinating history of space medicine. I loved this article not only because it introduced
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Saber Tooth Tigers: Tactical Thinking in Emergency Medicine The double doors leading to the emergency department opened and I was greeted by a large, startling Ice Age animal that opened its menacing
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Obsidian The pager goes off”¦ trauma activation. SICU and I'm on call. I make my way to the ED. My fellow resident is there, doing the lateral canthotomy, ET tube's in. It's bad — auto vs. pedestrian
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Telemedicine A 34-year-old female woke up today with a sore throat. She hoped she would improve as the day went on, but the pain persisted despite over-the-counter medications. She tried calling her
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The Daddy Diaries: Emergency Tee-ball Editor's note: Dr. McDonald and his wife are raising 7 children as he completes his third year of residency, serves on the EMRA Board, and represents residents o
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Letter from the Editor Every year as interns don their long white coats for the first time ever, swipe their glossy name badges, and figure out where the bathrooms are, I have flashbacks to my first
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The Crucible of Medicine: Reflections on Becoming a Doctor I entered the third year of medical school with great excitement. I was finally out of the classroom and seeing real patients, connecting w
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Letter from the Editor There I was, driving giddily to the Social Security Administration office on Delmar Boulevard in St. Louis. It was June 30, and I was a newlywed doctor (surely it was a mistake
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Letter from the Editor And in the end, when the life went out of him and my hands could work no more, I left from that place into the night and wept — for myself, for life, for the tragedy of death’s