I am fifteen and it is midnight when my eight-year-old sister begins crying of excruciating pains in her stomach. We rush her to the hospital; the doctor arrives hours later, tired from having conducted a major surgery, but dedicated to his profession nonetheless. It is a case of acute pancreatitis. Two weeks and thrice a dozen injections later, my anxious and despondent parents are, for the first time since, finally smiling. Throughout this time, I notice that the doctor, no matter how exhausted…
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