Andrea Merrill, MD
It is 4:45 AM on a Saturday in June. My alarm has just gone off. Additional sleep threatens to pull me under again as I grope for the snooze button. “Just 5 more minutes,” I beg. Ten minutes and 2 alarms later, I finally pull myself from my bed. I throw on a pair of scrubs, down a cup of coffee, and rush to the hospital to start my morning rounds.
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