What the hell could I say in a few minutes, that would be meaningful, about the complexities of making a success of your professional life? And what I could say that would be good advice today and twenty years from now? The answer, I decided (as someone from a medical family who is therefore justifiably terrified of surgeons), was to imagine that I was dying, and these would be the last thoughts I could ever pass on.
Soooo…I didn't die during surgery, but if I had, these would be the three pieces of career advice torn from my lips in the last few minutes of life, this is what I would cram in to those moments:
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