San Francisco is an amazing town, but the thick fog and ridiculous hills have remained my pet peeves. Today, both elements were in full force...I think that the hills are getting steeper...and usually you can see the Golden Gate Bridge from UCSF, but looking outside today was like gazing into a white void.
Yesterday during a lecture given by a physician struggling with an illness, I realized that doctors usually operate under the precarious assumption that the line of health drawn between patients and doctors is an impermeable barrier. In reality, doctors get sick, fall ill, and also pass away. The assumption that we will always be well and able to care for others is an illusion, but a necessary mental shortcut that we take to focus on the illnesses at hand.