I once believed
what mattered most
was the knowledge I’d secured—
not the pleasantries of weather,
nor the gentle “How are you?”
I clung to decisions
etched in stone,
a great tree fed by facts
and logic alone,
its roots crowding out
the soil of empathy.
I envision this as the captivating genesis of any HPI, or like the opening scene of a
standard case presentation, or when preparing ourselves for the narrative of a vignette leading to
a thought-provoking question. Fictional patients based on real people. However, unlike these
fictional patients, this is real. This is mine.
Med Intima 