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by Valeriya Vasenina
by Vasiliki Gregory
by Lauren Carmon
by Sarah Dinegar
by Pournika Muniyandi
by AlleaBelle Bradshaw, MD
by Avery Trudell
by Brienne Ryan
by Brienne Ryan
by Jackie Olive
by Caitlin Harrington Brown
By Caitlin Harrington Brown
Valeriya Vasenina, M.D. Candidate, Class of 2027, University of Utah Spencer Fox Eccles School of Medicine
Valeriya Vasenina is a second-year medical student at University of Utah Spencer Fox Eccles School of Medicine. She graduated with bachelor’s degrees in Molecular, Cellular, and Integrative Biology and Studio Art from Beloit College in 2011 and master’s degree in Biotechnology in 2016. In her free time, she enjoys playing tennis, hiking around the world and teaching her kids foreign languages.
Growing up in Almaty, Kazakhstan, I dreamed of becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon. My path to this point has been a long, complex, and at times deeply challenging journey, but the desire that took root in me as a little girl has only grown stronger. Now, as a 35-year-old woman with two children, I still hold fast to this dream, determined to carve out my place in the field of cardiothoracic surgery.
This passion stems from my paternal grandmother, a woman of remarkable strength who endured two heart attacks and survived both with courage and resilience. Having lived through World War II, she taught me the importance of remaining composed, especially in moments of crisis. I remember being with her during her second heart attack. I was young, but I didn’t panic. Instead, I calmly called 911, assisted her, and waited for the paramedics to arrive. That experience left a deep impression on me, igniting my passion for medicine, and particularly the life-saving potential of cardiothoracic surgery.
Growing up with my grandmother, I saw firsthand how a combination of proper diagnosis, therapy, and lifestyle changes could extend and improve life. It became clear to me that becoming a surgeon who could save lives in the way my grandmother’s had been saved would not be easy—but I was ready for the challenge.
In pursuit of better educational opportunities, my family moved to Russia. I attended one of the country’s top science-focused high schools, where I was immersed in a rigorous curriculum and participated in incredible biological expeditions. Whether I was exploring the Arctic Ocean, climbing the peaks of the Caucasus, or studying the ecosystems of Southern Siberia, I learned more than just the science of life. I learned resilience, perseverance, and adaptability. These qualities would serve me well in my academic pursuits and my journey toward becoming a surgeon.
My academic success earned me a place at the best medical school in Russia, where I was awarded a 100% merit-based scholarship. The academic training I received there was invaluable, but I realized that to grow into the physician I aspired to be, I needed more advanced clinical experience and the guidance of mentors who encouraged curiosity and innovation. I needed something different.
That’s when I set my sights on the United States. I had visited the country before and admired its medical advancements and the culture of innovation that permeated the healthcare system. I was fluent in English, which I thought would ease my transition. But I quickly discovered that the path for foreign medical students was not straightforward. The difficulties of navigating a new education system, the financial strain, and the lack of a support network made those years some of the hardest for my Dream. But it was also during this time that I learned the most about myself and my capacity to endure.
Being an immigrant with limited resources taught me that even the most driven individuals face significant barriers. But it also taught me never to give up. My grandmother’s words echoed in my mind: “Only when you fight until the very end does it make a difference.” Despite the hardships, I pressed on, determined to follow my dream of becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon.
Now, as a medical student in the United States, I’m closer to my goal than ever. Yet, I still face challenges. The student interest group for cardiothoracic surgery at my school is virtually non-existent. So, I’ve taken it upon myself to build it up—reaching out, networking, and seeking collaboration opportunities with other institutions. Every step I take toward building this community brings me closer to the field I’ve always wanted to be a part of.
It’s incredibly motivating to see successful women in cardiothoracic surgery. Their presence shows me that no matter your background, it is possible to achieve this dream. Beyond my professional goals, I also have a personal one. I want to be a role model for my boys. I want them to see firsthand that hard work, dedication, and a desire to help others can create a life of purpose and fulfillment. I want them to grow up in a world where they understand that women—just like men—can be strong, capable, and driven to excel in any field, even one as demanding as cardiothoracic surgery.
This journey has been longer and more difficult than I anticipated, but it has shaped me in ways I never imagined. I still dream of saving hearts, just as I did as a little girl in Almaty. And I know that one day, I will.
Vasiliki Gregory, M.D. Candidate, Class of 2025, New York Medical College School of Medicine
Vasiliki Gregory is a third-year medical student at New York Medical College School of Medicine applying into CT surgery in the fall of 2024. She graduated with bachelor’s degrees in Molecular, Cell, and Developmental Biology (MCDB) and Spanish and Linguistics from UCLA in 2021. Vasiliki found her passion for cardiac surgery during her first year of medical school and aims for a career in adult cardiac surgery with a focus in aortic surgery and cardiac transplant. In her free time, she enjoys Greek folk dancing and traveling to Greece, teaching her dog new tricks, as well as long-distance running.
“Put your hands on the table, and take a deep breath. The first rule is you must always be comfortable when you are working.” As I nodded in acknowledgement to the cardiothoracic surgeon who told me this after letting me scrub in for my very first time as a first year medical student, I noted the calmness that came over me after hearing his words. Was it their content or the trust that was layered into their delivery? While I couldn’t define it in the moment, I knew I had just connected with a great surgeon.
But what is greatness and how do we define it within medicine? Do we consider it to be based on academic skill or rooted in the way we treat people? Is it something we can chase ourselves, or a quality bestowed upon us by those surrounding us?
Upon entering medical school, I had no sense of the direction I envisioned for my career. But when I entered the operating room of a cardiothoracic surgeon, I was in awe. The complexity and meticulousness of the field commands excellence along technical and clinical lines for all surgeons. Simply by becoming a member of the field, a commitment is made to not only master this excellence but also maintain it throughout one’s surgical career.
However, we know that greatness is more than simply excellence. So what separates greatness from excellence? While excellence relies inherently on how far our own skills can take us, greatness encompasses how we combine our own excellence with those around us to achieve a larger goal than we could attain individually. To see this value in others requires three key qualities: humility, adaptability, and perspective.
1. Humility: The humble person is not one who is without pride, but one who learns to take pride in others. Similarly, a humble surgeon appreciates others, admits their own mistakes, and respects the capabilities of all those who form the team that delivers care to patients.
2. Adaptability: Adaptability closely relates to willingness. The adaptable surgeon is always willing— to take their craft to the next level, to possibly fail in the pursuit of something greater, and to approach their days with a flexibility that creates an environment for all to succeed.
3. Perspective: Perspective begins in the mind and trickles down into our words and actions. The idea a surgeon holds about their day or a difficult operative case carries over into the way they speak, the time they give to listen to others, and their actions both within and outside of the operating room. This ability to regulate thought and emotion to influence the big picture elevates a surgeon’s practice to a level that transcends merely technical excellence.
The prevailing concept that becomes decidedly central to these tenets of greatness is choice. Greatness is not a one-time choice, but a daily commitment to utilizing the strengths of those around us. The potential to be great lies in each one of us along every step of our journey, from undergraduate student to attending surgeon. This greatness is made all the more powerful by its objective inability to discriminate on the basis of gender, race, religion or disability.
A humble, willing, and perceptive cardiac surgeon once brought me into his operating room, believed in my value, and appreciated my purpose as a student. Because he committed to greatness, I was encouraged with the utmost confidence of my own capability to pursue a career in cardiothoracic surgery as a female, where only 5% of practicing cardiac surgeons are female 1 . Before we begin each morning, may we also choose greatness and remember the power it holds for our careers, the careers of those who came before us and those to come after us.
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Lauren Carmon, M.D. Candidate, Class of 2026, Loyola University Chicago, Stritch School of Medicine .
Lauren Carmon is a second-year medical student at Loyola University Chicago Stritch School of Medicine. She graduated with a bachelor’s degree in Nutritional Biochemistry and Metabolism with minors in Chemistry, Bioethics and Medical Humanities, and Sports Medicine from Case Western Reserve University in 2022. Lauren obtained her private pilot’s license in 2021 and went on to receive three higher aviation certifications in 2022. Lauren enjoys spending time in Ohio with her family as well as skiing, hiking, and reading.
One of my fondest memories is running through the fields of my grandparents’ farm in the evening, catching fireflies with my sister and cousins, Sara and Wade. As a child, we lived in the moment, never imagining a time when we would not be together. But, unfortunately, Sara was taken from us abruptly when she jumped into a pond at a family gathering and drowned. It was not until a few years later that the actual cause of Sara’s death was discovered, when Wade grabbed his chest and fell from the horse during a barrel race competition. Wade was diagnosed with Long QT Syndrome, and we learned that Sara succumbed to this same genetic disease.
As an eight-year-old, I desired to understand Wade’s disease, driving me to ask his doctors my favorite question “why.” I was elated when they took the time to show me Wade’s EKG as a means of explaining his genetic condition. Mesmerized with this clinical exposure, I would watch videos on various surgical cases each night, so I could return the next morning to “test” Wade’s doctors. Over time, I ironically came to find comfort within the walls of the hospital, yearning to return each day and learn.
Although the genetic disorder did eventually take Wade’s life, his doctors had used their knowledge and tactful explanations to help me cope with his death. From Wade’s healthcare team, I learned that positivity, compassion, and empathy are imperative characteristics of a physician. I never forgot the cardiologist’s kindness and how much admiration I had for him. The motivation I received from Wade’s care team inspires constant enthusiasm behind my journey to become a physician.
The early exposure I received to cardiovascular conditions and screening instilled in me an unfaltering passion to become a cardiothoracic surgeon. This desire prompted me to explore the field from an academic lens during my high school and undergraduate education, ultimately leading to my acceptance into medical school at Loyola University Chicago Stritch School of Medicine. While at Stritch School of Medicine, my passion for cardiothoracic surgery has only continued to grow because of my expanding knowledge base, the connections I have made through societies such as Women in Thoracic Surgery, and various shadowing opportunities. I am now fortunate to spearhead four cardiothoracic surgery research projects and serve as the Vice President of Research for Stritch School of Medicine’s Thoracic Surgery Interest Group.
I have also noticed that qualities needed to succeed, such as attention to detail, adherence to checklists, and problem-solving skills, are similar between cardiothoracic surgery and my second passion, aviation. I began training to obtain my pilot’s license at the age of 18 and was immediately captivated. Aviation has taught me how to thrive under pressure. While in the air, especially with passengers, one must remain poised. My passengers place their lives in my hands, forming an analogous relationship to that which patients have with their surgeons. If something unexpected arises, I must remain calm, think quickly, and adjust. Rather than allowing a stressful situation to overcome me, I must rely on my six years of training and hundreds of hours of experience. It is these shared aspects of aviation and cardiothoracic surgery that further confirm my desired career choice.
Unfortunately, aviation and cardiothoracic surgery also share a lack of female representation. At the end of 2022, a mere 4.92% of pilots were women (1), and similarly, only 5% of cardiothoracic surgeons are female (2). Rather than deterring, I find these statistics to be motivating.
As a woman in aviation, I have experienced how it feels to be marginalized and voiceless. Other pilots have ignored my radio calls and blocked my entrance into the traffic pattern. These experiences, while discouraging in the moment, have taught me important lessons and instilled in me a personal confidence that I have the skills and perseverance to break through traditional glass ceilings.
While Sara and Wade’s deaths were devastating, I refuse to let their stories end with their passing. I plan on honoring their legacy for the entirety of my career by becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon. I have an unquenchable inner drive to become a physician who pushes boundaries and questions the status quo to positively impact the field of medicine with every patient encounter. My goal is to treat each of my patients with the same level of compassion and dedication as did Wade’s physicians to my family. By doing so, I strive not only to instill hope in my future patients as Wade’s physicians did in me, but also to empower young women and other marginalized individuals to pursue their dreams.
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Sarah Dinegar, M.D. Candidate, Class of 2024, Loyola Stritch School of Medicine.
Sarah Dinegar is a fourth-year medical student at Loyola University Chicago Stritch School of Medicine applying into CT surgery this upcoming cycle. She graduated with bachelor’s degrees in Biological Sciences and German from Northwestern University in 2019, and she then worked as a data analyst at DaVita Kidney Care prior to starting medical school. Sarah found her passion for CT surgery throughout her third-year rotations and hopes to pursue a career in congenital cardiac surgery. As a native Coloradan, Sarah enjoys skiing, hiking, and trail running, as well as writing, particularly poetry about nature.
Early in the fall of my third year of medical school, before I’d ever stepped foot in an OR, a surgery resident told me, “Don’t ever let anyone tell you what you can’t do.”
At that point, I had no idea what I wanted to do.
For as long as I could remember, I’d planned to go into pediatrics. I’d always loved kids, and I can’t count the number of times people told me over the years, “I could so see you as a pediatrician!”
But my surgery rotation took me by surprise. Stepping into the sterile field granted me entrance into a new reality. Whether it was physical endurance and deep focus required to operate or the seclusion of the OR from the rest of the world, I found a parallel peace of mind in the cardiac OR to my favorite activity in the world: skiing deep in trees of Colorado’s backcountry.
From the sternotomy onward, the anatomical complexity of each open-heart surgery I scrubbed, particularly the creative repairs of congenital heart defects (CHDs), had me hooked. It fascinates me to watch the patient’s vitals undulate as the surgery and anesthesia teams work together to keep hemodynamics steady throughout the dramatic physiological changes of cardiopulmonary bypass, hypothermia, and cardioplegia. Most of all, I love when the heart lies still – when I can assist, and hopefully someday perform, the intricate stitching on the coronary arteries and valve annuli with needles hardly large enough to see.
Why, my entire life, had I told myself I could never be a surgeon? I wasn’t good with my hands, I’d always thought. But learning to suture reminded me of the repetitive technical practice of learning new songs on my harp or mastering a new crochet stitch. Maybe I wasn’t bad with my hands after all.
“You want to do congenital?” I remember one surgeon asking me, when I mentioned my personal interest.
“Just know, you might never find a job.”
“And if you do, it’s just about the most stressful job in the world,” another advised me.
I started to recede, as I continued to hear only negative feedback, trying to talk myself out of this dream. But then, at the end of the year, a neonatologist gave a lecture on CHDs during my pediatrics rotation.
“You really love this stuff, don’t you?” he asked me afterward. How could he tell? I had been wearing a mask.
“You had that spark in your eyes,” he remarked, when I came to his office for follow-up teaching. I told him how everyone had said a career in congenital heart surgery was impossible.
“Nah, it’s not impossible,” he said. I later discovered that this neonatologist, who took the extra time to teach me, had been cited in the Guinness World Records book three times for delivering the world’s smallest babies.
“If you have a passion for it, then you’ll do it,” he shrugged.
I remember hearing on a podcast, that, on average, women apply to jobs for which they meet 100% of the criteria while men apply to jobs for which they meet only 60% of the criteria. “In our society, from a young age, girls are taught to be perfect, while boys are taught to be brave,” the podcast host said. This message stuck with me throughout college and medical school, as I came to realize that I was my own biggest roadblock, holding myself back with my own fear.
I can’t yet know everything this challenging career will entail. But I certainly know courage is integral to become a congenital cardiac surgeon. In preparation, I let the wise words of Eleanor Roosevelt guide my daily life: “Do one thing every day that scares you.” With each layer of self-doubt I strip away, I’m discovering a whole lot more bravery than I’d ever known before.
I hope that in becoming a cardiac surgeon, I can serve as role model for all the other young girls who, just as I did, grew up thinking they could never become something like a surgeon, who didn’t even realize bravery was an option. I want every one of them to hear the same message that resident told me: don’t ever let anyone tell you what you can’t do. I’ll add my own two cents to her advice: don’t ever let anyone tell you who you are. You’re the only person who truly knows. Go be that person. Be brave.
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by Pournika Muniyandi
As a female first-generation medical student from an immigrant background, I entered medicine naively. At 10 years-old, I was confident in my love for the science of the human body and my goal to lead a life of service. Medicine was the only pathway that made sense. Through my research and shadowing experiences in high school, it quickly became apparent that the healing process was mental and emotional as much as it was physical, and a physician facilitates all three aspects. Therefore, aspiring to learn the art of medicine from Day 1, I entered an accelerated BA/MD program and found surgery to be where I belonged. I desired the satisfaction of using my hands to provide tangible fixes and became fascinated by cardiac anatomy, physiology, and the ingenious biomechanical engineering of it all. By the end of my preclinical years, it was clear that cardiothoracic surgery was my “perfect fit.” The field combines my deep-rooted passions for innovation, excellence in precise technical skill, clinical reasoning, multidisciplinary collaboration, complex problem-solving, and the privilege to care for the most critically ill patients. A CT surgeon builds trusting relationships with patients and their families and serves as a source of comfort during moments of uncertainty and fear. Having made my specialty choice, I was ready to find my place in the field, equipped with drive, passion, and the willingness to consistently work hard. What I wasn’t prepared for was the level of persistence, self-advocacy, and constant exploration it takes to fully understand the close-knit, collaborative environment of CT surgery and to build life-changing relationships with passionate, talented surgeons as mentors.
Coming from a small school with no home cardiothoracic surgery training program and limited resources, learning more about the field itself was a challenge. We had no CT surgery interest groups, our surgery interest group was unfortunately not very active at the time, and I had no personal connections or relationships in medicine. I finally got a true taste of the field when I rotated on my school’s singular cardiothoracic surgery elective at a neighboring hospital, where I met their one female cardiothoracic surgeon who became my first mentor in the field. I scrubbed in on every surgery I could with her from heart transplants to CABGs, no matter the time of day, and sought opportunities to follow up with patients in the ICU and outpatient clinic. Every experience only made me more confident in my specialty choice. My first piece of advice for students in a similar position is to aggressively seek out every opportunity available and to make the most of your experiences. Scrub into as many cases as you can, but also soak up any chance to interact with patients on rounds or in clinic. Be willing to learn in any scenario and from any individual. My knowledge of suturing techniques and the location of warming blankets comes from PAs, NPs, scrub nurses, perfusionists, and many more who graciously taught me these basic concepts.
Until I did my elective, I didn’t realize how important it was for me to see and hear from a successful female cardiothoracic surgeon. Instead of imagining what it might be like as a female in a male-dominated specialty, I felt seen and understood in having my first mentor as a role model. She taught me the necessity of resilience, the power of collaboration, the push to seek excellence, and the importance of creating an identity outside of surgery. She showed me that balancing a demanding career and a family life is possible without detriment to either. She was open about the challenges and the give-and-take required; it will seem nearly impossible at times. However, with support and delineation of priorities, the desire for a family life is not at all a barrier to being a successful CT surgeon. Women across the globe integrate their families and the demanding career of surgery every day. This brings me to my second piece of advice: be persistent in your search for mentors and intentionally create a large network of people as your support system. I cannot emphasize enough the necessity of mentorship in all forms. In fact, as an individual who entered medicine and surgery naïve to its foundation in tradition and close-knit environment, my progress has been built on mentorship every step of the way.
It’s also crucial to highlight that networking is an invaluable skill, especially for students without built-in mentorship opportunities at their home institutions. For me, the idea of walking up to or emailing a complete stranger to introduce myself and demonstrate my passion for CT surgery in an effort to seek guidance, was extremely foreign and daunting. Why would an accomplished and well-established CT surgeon take time from their busy schedule to talk with a random student? However, you’d be pleasantly surprised by how inviting and welcoming members of this small community truly are. So, push yourself to reach out to those who you admire, especially those who look like you and are in various stages of training; ask questions, share your concerns, and follow-up with meetings to cultivate your mentorships. Their diverse guidance will be vital in navigating the field and the training pathway. Personal relationships are vital in CT surgery; surprisingly often, faculty remember these brief interactions when you cross paths in the future. Additionally, as I’ve progressed towards the later stages of my medical school training, I’ve realized that a mentee can and should also be a mentor. In fact, it is our responsibility to pay it forward and mentor others seeking similar career pathways. Make it a priority to mentor younger students along the way, whether that be females interested but hesitant in pursuing surgery or high school students exploring their interest in healthcare. Teaching and mentorship are excellent ways to promote diversity and inclusion in CT surgery and medicine.
In my journey of exploring CT surgery, the internet also played a vital role. A simple Google search is how I discovered societies like Women in Thoracic Surgery (WTS), the Society of Thoracic Surgeons (STS), and the American Association of Thoracic Surgeons (AATS), along with their regional counterparts like the Southern Thoracic Surgical Association (STSA). By delving deeper, I came across funded scholarships, programs, and research grants specifically designed to foster early interest in the field. These programs serve as invaluable opportunities to learn about the future of CT surgery, make connections with various members from program directors to other like-minded medical students, start research projects, and facilitate questions. If you’re curious about the interview process, there are journal articles like “Integrated cardiothoracic surgery: Navigating interviews and the match” by Smood et al [1]. If you want to hear from CT surgery trainees, there’s the Aspiring CT Surgeons Blog by STS [2]. If you want to learn from pioneers in the field, you can watch/read past presidential addresses in the AATS archives [3]. If you’re trying to learn how to insert postoperative chest drains, go to CTSNet’s Step-by-Step Series [4]. Social media can also be a great way to stay involved and up-to-date with the field. This could be learning more about resident lifestyle at a particular program via their Instagram page or joining the discourse on Twitter about a new clinical trial. The opportunities are truly endless!
As implied, don’t be discouraged if you attend an institution without a CT surgery division/department and local access to well-renowned CT surgery mentors. The tenacity, persistence, and self-motivation to create opportunities for yourself will serve you well in a demanding specialty like cardiothoracic surgery. Hold onto your passion for the field and let it drive you to grow as a student, mentee, and human. I will never forget the first time I was given the immense privilege of touching a newly transplanted, beating heart; I push myself to re-earn that privilege every day. We owe it to ourselves, our mentors, and most importantly, our entrusting patients.
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by AlleaBelle Bradshaw, MD
I was standing in front of the operating room case board as a third-year medical student. It was my first week on the trauma service during my surgery rotation. I was scouring the board, trying to find my next case. I saw Dr. Jason Muesse, one of my attendings from thoracic surgery, the service I had just finished rotating on. He knew I was interested in surgery and had enjoyed the thoracic rotation. He stopped to talk as he looked at the board. While standing there, we discussed the possibility of starting a research project and other ways I could stay involved. He recommended looking into Women in Thoracic Surgery. He had been mentored by female thoracic surgeons involved in WTS as a trainee.
That night, I joined WTS and signed up for mentorship. I was paired with a cardiac surgeon named Dr. Rachael Harrison. She had gone to medical school at the University of Arkansas for Medical Sciences, where I was a student. At the time, she was a practicing cardiac surgeon a couple hours away. A few months after my conversation in the operating room hallway, I drove to shadow her in the hospital.
Dr. Harrison and I talked about extracorporeal membrane oxygenation (ECMO) physiology, applying for residency, the pros and cons of different training pathways, and starting a family as a trainee and surgeon. She drew pictures of the ECMO circuits in the ICU and let me try on her loupes in the OR. After a case in another OR hallway, I asked questions about her training pathway with an integrated program, practicing in a community setting, and her decision not to complete a fellowship. She described her training program, which had been tough but invaluable. She explained she wanted to focus on clinical practice instead of research, which led her to a non-academic practice. She had been at a high-volume transplant center during residency, giving her enough experience to bypass a heart failure fellowship on her way to being a cardiac transplant attending. We also got personal, and she talked about planning for and starting a family. She was open about the challenges as well as the rewards. She had a balance of her personal and professional life that I didn’t previously know was possible.
Several months after shadowing Dr. Harrison, I applied for general surgery residency. At the end of my intern year at MedStar Georgetown University Hospital and Washington Hospital Center, I learned that Dr. Harrison had moved to MedStar Baltimore but was also practicing at MedStar Washington Hospital Center where she did heart transplantation and heart failure surgery. We reconnected, and when I was on my cardiac surgery elective, I had the chance to operate with her again. We caught up. There were many changes for both of us since we had last talked. Before a case, we stood in yet another OR hallway. She shared her perspective and advice with studying for and taking boards, developing clinical skills, and eventually finding the right job.
A paper by Drs. Ourania Preventza and Leah Backhus published in Journal of Thoracic Disease in 2021 described the persistently unequal representation of women in thoracic surgery, especially in cardiac surgery. Given how few women are in the field, especially in leadership, it is not surprising that Dr. Harrison is still the only female cardiac surgeon I have worked with. I needed to see what the life of a female cardiac surgeon could look like. I am thankful for Dr. Muesse’s guidance and introduction to WTS, for Dr. Harrison’s example and mentorship, and for WTS for opening the door for these important conversations in three different OR hallways across three different states.
by Avery Trudell
I’ve always wanted to be a cardiac surgeon. Even as a child, I dreamed that I would be a heart surgeon one day. As an adolescent, adults would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, and when I told them, they would invariably ask, “But don’t you want to be a mommy one day?” as if surgery and motherhood were mutually exclusive. It didn’t bother me then because I wasn’t thinking about children. I just wanted to be a heart surgeon, and if I happened to become a mother, then that would be fine too.
My passion for surgery grew as I did, but so did the breadth of my dreams. Not only did I want to become a cardiac surgeon, but I started thinking about becoming a mother one day, too. This new dream became even more tangible during my first year of Medical school, when I met my (now) fiancé. The way I saw it, I had two potential pathways ahead of me, each taking me in opposite directions but with equally fulfilling destinations. The only problem was that I couldn’t be in two places at once.
I began entertaining the idea of pursuing another, similar specialty that might have a better “work/life” balance, and I sought out a female mentor for advice and perspective. She was the first female that I had ever met in a procedural specialty, and she was a strong, confident, ambitious woman whom I began to admire. A few days into the experience I told her my story, revealing to her my passions and fears, hoping that she would tell me that I could make both of my dreams come true with a little elbow grease.
Instead, I got a very different message. According to her, she never would have accomplished all that she had if she had been burdened by a family, and I could never hope to be successful at both. Both my family and my career would necessarily suffer at the hand of the other. It was discouraging, but nothing I hadn’t heard before.
Then she said something that really jolted me, something that hovered over me for a very long time: She said that if I became a cardiac surgeon, my children would call the nanny “mommy.” She told me that my children would run to the nanny for kisses when they fell, that they’d cry for her when they had a nightmare. This shocking assertion, coming from my only female role model in a procedural specialty, breathed real life into the idea that I was doomed to choose between a family and my passion. I am ashamed to say that I allowed myself to be intimidated into setting my dreams aside. I started considering other specialties. I tried to love something else, but no matter how hard I tried to put cardiac surgery behind me, I kept circling back to it. My mind was open to the other possibilities, but my heart was not. I just couldn’t let it go.
I finally decided to begin my third year of medical school with a few weeks on a cardiac surgery rotation, so I could experience it for myself. On my second day, after a very long and complicated open aortic valve replacement, the fellow and I were about to wheel our patient up to the ICU when the patient suddenly went into tamponade and ventricular fibrillation. We emergently reopened his sternotomy to find a hole in his aorta where a stitch had ruptured. The fellow put him back on cardiac bypass while I performed an internal cardiac massage until more qualified help could take over. I held our patient’s heart in my hand. I kept it beating. We saved his life, but I was a goner. All my doubt and hesitation had evaporated, replaced with an absolute clarity in the truth that there is no other path for me. I am meant to spend my life holding hearts in my hands.
It was decided. I was (and am) going to be a cardiac surgeon. While this was no longer up for debate, it did leave me with another difficult decision, so I began questioning my future as a mother. Should I just not have kids? Should I expect my fiancé to give up his career as a corporate attorney to raise our children? How could I ask that of him? Would he and our kids end up resenting me? Do I just accept that the kids will call the nanny “mommy”? Which is worse: having no children, or having children who don’t know me?
But what if these are the wrong questions?
Why does this idea exist, that women can do whatever they want in their careers, just as long as they have a supportive partner and/or an army of nannies to pick up the slack? What if I don’t want to relinquish the joys of motherhood to someone else? What if I want to be both a successful surgeon and a devoted mother? Why should I have to choose? Why is this even a question? While both men and women struggle to balance careers and families, I can guarantee that my fiancé is not lying awake at night wondering how he is going to choose between his career and his ability to be a good father. The traditional standards required for earning the title of “good mother” are very different from those required to be a “good father”. Since the dawn of humanity, a good father has cared for his family by leaving the cave to bring back a mammoth for dinner, while the good mother stays home to care for the children. This system made sense when providing for the family meant wrestling a saber-tooth tiger, but not anymore. Families come in all shapes and sizes, and not one of us has the right to judge how another family makes it work. We, both as individuals and as a society, need to abandon the cavewoman’s standards and create our own, based on what is best for our individual families. I was really struggling with the choice between being a cardiac surgeon and being a good mom until I considered who I am as an individual. I realized that, for me, they are not mutually exclusive, but rather mutually inclusive. I know myself. I know that I am at my best in every way when I have something that I am passionate about that challenges me and keeps me very busy. Having a fulfilling career that I love will promote the best version of myself; my future children deserve that version. I want them to have a mother who cares about people and making a real difference in their lives, is inspired by what she does, welcomes a challenge, works hard but enjoys every moment, and loves them unconditionally. I owe it to them to give them that person, and I owe it to myself to become that person. For me, the way to become the best mother I possibly can be is to also become the best surgeon I can be.
This is the real world, and it takes more than good intentions to move mountains. I needed to know if it was physically possible. I reached out to female cardiothoracic and vascular surgeons, including some WTS members, who are also mothers to hear their stories. To date, not one of the women who actually has both a family and a successful career (and yes, there are many of them) endorses the unfortunate advice I was initially given.
They were all incredibly honest, and the truth of the matter is that it is tough. You don’t get to go to every ballet recital. You may need to interrupt your training to start a family. It all depends on you and your family. At the end of the day, each of the women I spoke to have become successful surgeons, leaders in their field, pioneers in research, teaching, and mentorship, and none have indicated that their families have suffered for it.
It’s true, many of them have had help. Hiring a nanny to babysit, drive the kids around, entertain them, and keep them out of trouble is of course a huge relief, but that is not all it is. Having a nanny is having another person to love your children and make them feel safe. It’s another person to cheer for them at soccer practice and applaud their A on that math test that they worked so hard to achieve. It is another person to wipe their tears when they fall and rebuild their confidence when they feel insecure. That can’t possibly be a bad thing. I was a nanny for 3 years for a family in which both parents were busy attorneys. I should have known better; I was all of those things. I still love them, and they loved me, but when they were sick, they always wanted their mommy.
Who you are and who you want to be are not binary. It isn’t a question of being a surgeon or a mother. Any working mother, no matter the field or specialty, from attorney to CEO to teacher to surgeon, is going to face similar struggles. Cardiac surgery might be considered one of the less lifestyle-friendly specialties, but every female doctor is going to face challenges. It isn’t easy no matter which specialty you pick. The choice is not between the easy path and the difficult path, it’s between the difficult path, the very difficult path, and all of the paths in between. Some extra challenges are worth it, some are not, but that is entirely up to you. Everyone has an opinion: other women, your mentors, your peers, your nanny, even the cavemen. Despite all of their opinions, YOU are the only one who actually knows what is best for you and your family. For me, there is no being a successful surgeon or being a great mother. For me, they are one in the same.
Caitlin Harrington Brown, M.D. Candidate, Class of 2017, Oregon Health & Science University School of Medicine
Surgeons are like professional athletes. They commit years to rigorous training, and spend hours preparing for a specific case, and then before they know it, it’s game day. All that pre-game prep is all well and good, but it’s what happens on game day that actually counts. Every patient and case is different. Surgeons are prepared for the unknown in a very high stakes environment because they are trained to be problem solvers and be clutch in a crisis. They use their knowledge and their technical skill to fix complications, even if it’s the first time they’ve seen that particular problem. Their ability to operate when facing the unknown does not mean they are comfortable – it means they are competent and confident.
As medical students on a surgery rotation, we have been told that a large part of our attendings’ and residents’ analysis of us is their assessment of our decisiveness. We are seeing things for the very first time, and they are looking for us to apply our knowledge to an unknown situation and confidently make an educated choice. When you first experienced this, it felt uncomfortable, right? Maybe it still does, and there is a reason for that! Making an educated guess feels like we are unprepared, probably because we spend the first two years being told exactly what to study for on an exam, and then suddenly find ourselves on clerkships where any question is fair game at any time. It’s hard to prepare for this, and if we don’t know the answer, it feels awful. But like with all things in surgery, there is a reason why our teachers put us in this position. Beyond teaching us the information we need to be competent doctors, they are also training us to be comfortable with being uncomfortable. It feels bad in the moment, but that will feel nothing like how it will feel when we are trying to control bleeding for the first time on our own. These situations require us to remain calm and decisive in the moment. If you ever feel like a “deer caught in the headlights” with a question on rounds, imagine how you will feel when a patient’s life is in your hands and you have minutes to assess the situation and fix the problem! It is imperative to get used to this feeling. Luckily, as you move through your rotation and gain exposure, you start to feel more comfortable. It means you’re gaining confidence. But we should be wary of that too! Feeling comfortable means we have learned something – past tense. It does not mean we are actively learning. Instead, we should aim to consistently push ourselves outside of our comfort zone. If we can learn to handle and even thrive in this discomfort, we will get more out of every day we have left as students, we will train ourselves to be more competent residents, and eventually, we will be better prepared for the real game day – when we are in charge of an OR.
There is another element to feeling uncomfortable during our medical school education – when we get feedback. Hearing that we were wrong, or maybe even worse – “just okay” – is hard to swallow. It is natural to feel upset… it’s because you care and are used to being successful. But here is the thing – you shouldn’t feel upset for getting negative feedback. You should be grateful because someone has taken an interest in your education and wants to help you become a better physician. A helpful way to look at this is to imagine that you are teaching a child how to draw an anatomical heart. Can you imagine a situation where you would have nothing constructive to offer them to help them do a better job? No. The only circumstance in which you would not provide some kind of advice or feedback, would be if you were not invested in their education. In The Last Lecture, Randy Pausch said, “A coach yells at the kid he thinks can improve, but the coach will not yell at the kid who he/she knows won’t.” If you are not getting negative feedback as a student on your surgery rotation, ask for it. If your resident is correcting you and testing you, then they are doing you a service because they are pushing you to be better. They care about your education, and more importantly, they care about the patients you will eventually be in charge of caring for. Yes, it will feel uncomfortable and in that moment, you will not like it. But rather than let it get you down, pay close attention to their message and use it to help you be a better doctor. We have a very, very short time before the responsibility becomes our own. Capitalize on the wisdom and experience of everyone around you, as much as you can, and be wary of only receiving positive feedback. Although it highlights the things you are doing well, it doesn’t always help you improve.
There are moments during medical school that will give us a taste of what it’s like to be a resident. A meaningful example from my personal experience was on my sub-internship when I got to first assist on the same operation twice in a row. The first time through, my attending instructed me with every step – where to place the ports, what instruments to ask for, etc. The second time through, he asked me where I wanted to place the ports, and if he gave me any instruction at all, it was because I forgot to ask for an instrument or because I made a decision that he disagreed with. He gave me the illusion of autonomy, which was exceptionally fun and challenging. However, the real gift he gave me was the opportunity to learn just how mindful I needed to be during the first operation, to be able to operate without prompting during the second operation. What a valuable lesson to learn so early in my education! When I wasn’t mindful enough and required prompting, I felt disappointed in myself. I was grateful for that lesson though – to feel what it’s like to not know what to do, to have to rely on my attending for answers – I didn’t like it, and the next time I get the chance to do the same procedure twice, I will remember that experience and capitalize on what I took from it. In fact, I will be able to get more out of every opportunity I am given in the future because of what I learned. The real key is that, although it’s a more tactile and active learning experience to first assist, you don’t have to wait for those moments to test your surgical decision making. Every time you watch an operation, ask yourself what you would do next and then see what your fellow does. Listen to the feedback your attending gives to the fellow with each step and use it to correct your own thinking. Pay attention to every detail – how much tissue do they take per bite, what plane of tissue are they dissecting, what surrounding structures are they being careful to avoid? Learn from their successes and mistakes. THAT is being mindful. Go to the simulation lab with one of your residents to practice your laparoscopy/thoracoscopy skills. These habits will give you the best chance to capitalize on every opportunity you get in the OR – your attendings will be more willing to give you chances because you’ll be more efficient, and you will be able to focus on the finer details of the operation earlier in your training.
An attending whom I deeply admire for his purposeful and thoughtful operative skills once told me that he was given the feedback during a case as an R2 that “he wasn’t listening, and he wasn’t learning.” His attending had watched him do the same case a few times, and did not see enough progression. He said that feedback stuck with him throughout the rest of his training as a general surgery and cardiothoracic resident. He never wanted to give that impression again, and thus, he became extremely mindful in order to improve with each opportunity. Being uncomfortable and receiving negative feedback during our training – these are commonalities we share with the surgeons we respect the most. Take comfort in that fact, but don’t take so much comfort that you become complacent and stop pushing. Don’t let the worry that your resident thinks you’re doing a poor job distract you from the opportunity to improve. Instead, demonstrate that you heard their message by making the changes that were suggested to you. Most importantly, think beyond your rotation grade because that is not the reason you should be busting your tail to do well. The real reason is that at the end of medical school, you will become a surgical intern, and then one day a chief, and then a fellow, and then finally, a cardiothoracic surgeon. The safety net will be gone from beneath you because you will have become the safety net – for your fellows, residents, and most importantly, for your patients. Yes, your partners will help you in a crisis, but ultimately, the buck will stop with you. You will own your complications. The weight of that responsibility is so heavy that in order to enjoy this job… to truly love it… you have to be great at it.
So take every moment in your education that forces you into the unknown and welcome it with open arms. Savor the feeling of being uncomfortable and let it sink in. Be mindful of what goes wrong and why, and imprint the lessons you learn into your brain forever. Realize that medical school is actually a safe place to be bold, to make yourself vulnerable, to ask important questions. Hold yourself to a standard that goes beyond impressing the attendings on your team or scoring well on your rotation of the moment. See the bigger picture. This is how we earn the right to have this job. This is how we become ready for game day.
Caitlin Harrington Brown, M.D. Candidate, Class of 2017, Oregon Health & Science University School of Medicine
Our inaugural med student contribution.
I am a second year medical student at Oregon Health & Science University School of Medicine. I started medical school with an interest in cardiothoracic (CT) surgery, and that interest was quickly confirmed by early exposure to the field in the fall of my first year. For the purpose of this article, I have chosen the five most important “lessons” I have learned in my exploration of CT thus far. These lessons are the products of a careful analysis of the past year and a half of my life, during which I have attended weekly surgeries, clinics, tumor board meetings, M&M conferences, fellowship teaching conferences, weekend rounds, and simulation events with the perspective that medical school is the beginning of my training. This exposure has allowed me to learn technical and clinical skills and experience moments that will stay with me for the rest of my career. It has also helped me to recognize that for all that I have learned in the past eighteen months, my experience, knowledge base and technical skills have not yet begun to penetrate the surface of what I will need to excel in this field. Thus, it is in my best interest to be humble, work hard, listen, read, be grateful, and squeeze every drop of wisdom I can out of the CT surgery team at my school. The five lessons below have become my “guiding principles” in this journey.