As a medical student and an intern, staying up all night was accepted as part of the job. We wore the dark circles under our eyes like badges of honor and were competitive about who could function on the least amount of sleep. “I’ll sleep when I’m dead” was our battle cry. Like so many, we associated productivity with not sleeping. Our chief resident was famous for never sleeping. We idolized him and all those who averaged less than four hours a night. In our minds needing a lot of sleep was a sign of weakness.

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