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This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Reader as part of a quick takes post to catch up–emphasizing pithiness, not thoroughness.
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I really don't know what to say about this account of a forensic pathologist's training in NYC. Read it, listen to it, whatever. It's fascinating. It's a good reminder/way to learn that not all of forensic pathology is what you see on police procedurals (and even then...wow, fictionalized).
Her retelling of the reasons she left her surgical residency—and the fact that she's not the exception to the rule (beyond having the good sense to leave when so many don't), is one more reminder that we desperately need to overhaul medical training in this country.
But that's not what the book is about—it's about the day-to-day grind, the countless ways pathologists find evidence about what kills us, the hard job of getting answers for the bereaved, and yeah—there's the criminal justice side to it. I'm a little squeamish when it comes to real-life medical “stuff”, I'll watch a Tarantino marathon and not blink and the bucks of blood (well, maybe the dance scene in Reservoir Dogs some days), but I can't last 15 minutes in a medical documentary without my toes literally curling. There were moments listening to this that made me wonder—but there weren't many, and they passed quickly. If you're like me, stick with it.
I was all set to say this is a good book and well worth your time, and then we got to the penultimate chapter. Melinek wisely organized her story by topic, not chronology. Largely due to this chapter (I'd guess), because you want it at the end so it doesn't dwarf the rest. She started her residency a few weeks before September 11, 2001. I'm not even going to try to describe it. The whole book could've been written about this and the immediate aftermath.