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A Piece of My Mind
February 22/29, 2012

Putting the “Art” in “Crash Cart”

Author Affiliations

Author Affiliations: Oregon Poison Center and Department of Emergency Medicine, Oregon Health and Science University, Portland, Oregon (shanakusin@gmail.com).

JAMA. 2012;307(8):793-794. doi:10.1001/jama.2012.181

Like so many human inventions, Getcherarton was born at a time of great strife and violence. By strife, I mean while my team was getting annihilated at the residency dodge-ball tournament, and by violence, I mean my having just gotten pelted by a nasty curveball that one of the attendings had lobbed at someone else. As I stood on the sideline, cradling a stinging red forearm and nursing dark memories of childhood gym classes and being picked last for teams and inventing excuses to get out of doing anything athletic, I asked myself, Why does team building always seem to turn into an excuse to be competitive?

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