Dreams I had a dream one week ago. In it, I had returned to medical school at NYU as an adult. It was the first week of classes. The first course, taking up the first half of the week, was in hypertension. I was sitting in the second course, on rehabilitative medicine, next to a student I had been jealous of 45 years ago. He suddenly put on his baseball cap, and cracked a joke which made me laugh even in the dream. He said he needed to look good for the nuns who had just into the back of the classroom. I remarked to myself how very clever and smart he really was, unlike the negative attitude I'd had for him previously. After class, I walked in the hallway with a female peer who was sitting on my other side in the class. I uncharacteristically put my arm around her in a friendly manner. I felt a little more accepted in medical school than I had been years earlier. Upon awakenin
How a Physicist Helped Create a Psychiatrist
I was anxious as an adolescent. I was 15 years old and had no idea what I was going to become in the future. In truth, I had some suspicions, but these were dreams and did not seem likely to come to fruition, ever. Moreover, my older brother, 2 1/2 years my elder, was already an accomplished scientist, as it were. He had spent many years learning chemistry on his own, and had already taught chemistry to his high school class as a kind of adjunct teacher on weekends. His career path was already in cement. I, on the other hand ,had no future guideposts to speak of.
One particularly anxious evening, I went to see my brother in his garret bedroom. He and I were quite close throughout our childhood. I looked to my older brother as a teacher and as a guide. I shared with him my angst over a future I could not begin to discern. He listened supportively, but said little until I was done with my catharsis. He then made a recommendation which has served as a guidepost to me for the remainder of my life and my career. Indeed, his statement became the final input which led me to take a psychiatric path. My brother, now and for many years a theoretical physicist, has no recollection whatever of having made this proclamation or even of having thought it. Still, the statement and the lessons I learned from it forged an understanding of my life and my place in the world.
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