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这位一但当正式医生，年薪过百万美刀.
Stanford neurosurgeon Paul Kalanithi, MD, who wrote eloquently and movingly
about facing mortality after being diagnosed with lung cancer, died of the
disease March 9. He was 37.
Kalanithi, who had recently completed his neurosurgery residency at the
Stanford University School of Medicine and become a first-time father, was
an instructor in the Department of Neurosurgery and fellow at the Stanford
Neurosciences Institute.
“We are all devastated by the tragedy of his sudden illness and untimely
demise,” said Gary Steinberg, MD, PhD, professor and chair of neurosurgery.
“Paul spent seven years with us. He’s very much part of our neurosurgical
family. It affects us like a death in a closely knit family.”
Kalanithi’s essays, “How Long Have I Got Left?” for The New York Times
and “Before I Go” for Stanford Medicine, reflected his insights on
grappling with mortality, his changing perception of time and the meaning he
continued to experience despite his illness.
He closed his Stanford Medicine essay with words for his infant daughter: “
When you come to one of the many moments in life when you must give an
account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and
meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying man’s
days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that
does not hunger for more and more, but rests, satisfied. In this time,
right now, that is an enormous thing.”
In a March 10 Facebook post, Suman Kalanithi, one of Kalanithi’s brothers,
wrote, “Yesterday my brother Paul passed away about two years after being
diagnosed with metastatic lung cancer. He did so with customary bravery and
poise, and died in peace on his own terms with his family around him. My
brother achieved more in his short life than what most people do in twice
that time. He was a good doctor, a good husband, a good father and a good
man. I am extremely proud of him, both in life and in death. Rest in peace,
my beloved brother.”
Undergraduate years at Stanford
Kalanithi was born in New York, moving at age 10 with his family to Kingman,
Arizona. He went to college at Stanford, where he was involved in Stanford
Sierra Camp and the Leland Stanford Jr. University Marching Band. He
graduated in 2000 with bachelor’s and master’s degrees in English
literature and a bachelor’s in human biology.
Stanford neurosurgeon Paul Kalanithi, MD, who wrote eloquently and movingly
about facing mortality after being diagnosed with lung cancer, died of the
disease March 9. He was 37.
Kalanithi, who had recently completed his neurosurgery residency at the
Stanford University School of Medicine and become a first-time father, was
an instructor in the Department of Neurosurgery and fellow at the Stanford
Neurosciences Institute.
“We are all devastated by the tragedy of his sudden illness and untimely
demise,” said Gary Steinberg, MD, PhD, professor and chair of neurosurgery.
“Paul spent seven years with us. He’s very much part of our neurosurgical
family. It affects us like a death in a closely knit family.”
Kalanithi’s essays, “How Long Have I Got Left?” for The New York Times
and “Before I Go” for Stanford Medicine, reflected his insights on
grappling with mortality, his changing perception of time and the meaning he
continued to experience despite his illness.
He closed his Stanford Medicine essay with words for his infant daughter: “
When you come to one of the many moments in life when you must give an
account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and
meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying man’s
days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that
does not hunger for more and more, but rests, satisfied. In this time,
right now, that is an enormous thing.”
In a March 10 Facebook post, Suman Kalanithi, one of Kalanithi’s brothers,
wrote, “Yesterday my brother Paul passed away about two years after being
diagnosed with metastatic lung cancer. He did so with customary bravery and
poise, and died in peace on his own terms with his family around him. My
brother achieved more in his short life than what most people do in twice
that time. He was a good doctor, a good husband, a good father and a good
man. I am extremely proud of him, both in life and in death. Rest in peace,
my beloved brother.”
Undergraduate years at Stanford
Kalanithi was born in New York, moving at age 10 with his family to Kingman,
Arizona. He went to college at Stanford, where he was involved in Stanford
Sierra Camp and the Leland Stanford Jr. University Marching Band. He
graduated in 2000 with bachelor’s and master’s degrees in English
literature and a bachelor’s in human biology.