Personally, I don’t remember medicine ever being an active career decision; it was more just the default setting for my life—the marimba ringtone, the stock photo of a mountain range as your computer background. I grew up in a Jewish family (although they were mostly in it for the food); went to the kind of school that’s essentially a sausage factory designed to churn out doctors, lawyers, and politicians; and my dad was a doctor. It was written on the wall.
