Brian Moench: Doctors signed up to help, not to be abandoned

When I embarked on a career in medicine in 1973, I considered it a privilege. But I also knew I would be committing myself to long hours away from my family, just like my father.My wife often joked, with a tinge of bitterness, about how our children knew they had a father because they had seen pictures of me. I hated the joke, but I deserved it because it was the job I signed up for.My classmates and I knew we would spend many “all-nighters” taking care of sick patients. We knew the