Can you feel the pulse of an excited heart, perhaps after winning a race, or falling in love? The extra thumps and tickles, the flurry of flutters that accompany such emotional highs? I used to feel them too. I remember crossing the finish line of the Boston Marathon in 1999, after sprinting the last mile so I could run a personal best time. I remember the elation mixed with anxiety I felt when I graduated from medical school. I threw my cap up in the air, my husband Jonathan in the audience, and thought ahead to my pediatrics residency at that would start in a week. My heart raced along with my mind as I pondered what hospital life and all the additional responsibility would be like.
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