The Education of a Pathologist

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Here I was, a pathologist in mid-life crisis. Every goal I had been aiming for seemed to crumble in front of me. I had always been the sort of person who preferred independence and freedom from external restrictions, and thought, as a naive medical student, that pathology would give me such freedom. I would be free of troublesome human relations. But pathology turned out to be suffocating, sterile. I felt constrained. After a few attempts as an attending pathologist in various institutions, I finally returned to clinical medicine. Imagine, a medical resident in my mid-thirties! And here I was going