I barely remember walking out of the hospital that day. After a nearly 30-hour residency shift, I was in a bit of a daze. I trudged across the main parking lot, staring absently at the coffee-colored snow beneath my boots. I have no memory of reaching the crosswalk to the main road or even stepping on to it. What I do recall is the loud, startling screech of brakes.
“Did you even look before you stepped onto the road? It’s icy! I almost couldn’t stop in time!”
Read more of this compelling article from Dr. Tista Gosh of CDPHE.
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