No project updates this week, just a farewell to a friend. I met Mila through Tory - they were in the same draw group at Stanford and had been very close ever since. I didn't know Mila nearly as well, but she was one of those people whom it's almost impossible not to like, and news of her death came as a shock.
Mila was finishing her last year at Yale Medical, and was set to start her residency as an emergency room physician back here in California. She was struck by a car and killed while crossing the street on the way to her apartment last week.
My last email conversation with Mila was about trauma cases we'd both seen, oddly enough. She was on anesthesiology rotation at the time, which she said mostly involved jealously watching other people sleep.
What a horrendously unfair end for a wonderful, bright young woman who should have had a long and productive medical career ahead of her. It's been a week and still the refrain from Depeche Mode's Blasphemous Rumours runs through my head when I think about it. A sick sense of humor, indeed.
You'll be missed, Mila. The world is without a doubt a worse place without you in it.
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