0200 December 1st: Emergency Department
– Poetry by Michelle Anderson –
i have experienced a transformation
when the witching hour strikes,
surrounded by limbs on stretchers
and retching and pus
and no available beds;
where the humanity around me
dissolves into bodies
and the humanity within me
dissolves into mind.
and so, it is a transformation
of loss
wherein we all become
the sum of one of our parts
About the Author – Michelle Anderson
Michelle Anderson (she/her) is a resident physician in psychiatry at the University of Calgary and completed her MD at the University of Alberta. Much of her writing has been inspired by her experiences as a medical trainee as she has shared in patients’ stories and grappled with the culture of medicine. She is passionate about social change within medicine, as well as exploring a deeper understanding of mind-body-spirit connection as it relates to wellness.
In her free time, Michelle enjoys travel, kayaking, history, philosophy, and spending time amongst the trees.
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