It is 4:35 a.m. on March 7, 2026, and I am in the midst of an unusually busy trauma shift in Milwaukee, Wisconsin when my phone buzzes. I open an excited message from my friend Dan Cnossen, writing from the Paralympic Games in Italy: “Gold medals today for Ukraine in the biathlon!” I had hoped to be there with Dan for his last Games, but my clinical duties could not accommodate the trip. But at least he was giving me the play-by-play from afar.  Accompanying his text were triumphant photos of

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