The world needs more infectious disease doctors

My face shield whistled with noise as it brushed against my thin yellow gown. Bright monitors surrounded me, chirping like cardinals in the summer. A slow exhale felt comfortably warm against my N-95 mask. Treading down the river of COVID-19 patients as a second-year infectious disease fellow, I knew this was exactly where I needed to be. Even beneath these protective barriers, I could look left, right, and straight ahead with clear, unobstructed vision.

When I wrote part 1 of this post in April 2019 — I wrote to medical students and residents…