一段一段的做~
My mother was the driving influence in my decision to become a physician. "Do good" she always said--and be there for others. I recall a long, difficult night when I was a resident at Northwestern Memorial Hospital. I hadn't slept much for days. Finally, one morning at around four o'clock, I dropped into a restless slumber. An hour later, I awoke with a jolt. I had dreamed my father died. Confused and exhausted, I called home in tears. "Everything is all right," my mother assured me. "Don't worry."
我的母亲是我决定成为内科医生的主要推动因素,“做好”,她经常这样对我说,也常这样对其他人说。我常常回忆起我居住在西北纪念馆医院时哪些不一样的夜晚。我好些天不能入睡。终于,有天早上四点左右,我不知不觉的睡着了,睡得很不安宁。一个小时后,我醒来了,睡眼惺忪。我梦见爸爸死了,疲惫,困惑,我一边流泪一边打电话回家。“一切正常,别担心”妈妈劝慰者我。