Bad Medicine

Sitting on a train, plane, or any other form of communal transport, the worst thing you can do in any impromptu conversation is admit to being a medical student. Instantly the person with whom you were making polite small talk will feel compelled to tell you about either a medical disaster which happened to their friend/mother/dog or their kooky ideas about how reflexology and whole food diets can cure bowel cancer. At times like these you want to …