Transcriber: Anna Sobota I'm not the kind of doctor
most people want to see. I’m not your beloved pediatrician who can give your child a shot
without a single tear. I’m not even a dermatologist who you love because
they clear up your skin. No, I’m a kidney doctor. Whenever people find out what I do, they usually go, “You know, my friend’s neighbor
is on dialysis. They look exhausted. Hmm... Terrible.” Right... When a patient sees me for the first time,
they are often terrified. They have the data, the numbers,
all of the test results at hand. And it usually goes something like this. “These says I have 45% kidney function.
Am I going to need dialysis?” I tell him, “Think of your kidneys like a gas tank. Except you only get to fill it up once and it should last you
the whole way through. But sometimes something
happens to the kidneys and your function goes down. As long as there’s more than 15%,
there is gas in the tank. But once it hits 15, the light comes on. You could still drive a little, but it’s going to stop
in the middle of the road. That’s when dialysis comes in.” As soon as I hear this story, I see a light bulb in thier eyes - for some months of worry,
roll of their shoulders because before they came in, they genuinely thought
they needed dialysis. And others, they will lean forward,
finally ready to engage. They go, “All right. I get it.
Tell me what I need to do. I don’t want to run out of gas.” It was a story I found myself
telling all the time. And the more I told this story,
the more I realized that this was what I had to do
as a doctor and a researcher: to find the voice of data
and let it be heard. We live in a time where society says.
“Data needs to speak for itself,” but it doesn’t really work like that. No matter how significant
the data might be, without a story, no one is going to be able to hear
what it has to say. And without a story, no one will move
or make changes in their lives. Three years ago,
I completed my Master’s Degree after having done
all the necessary research, and yet I had zero publications. I was embarrassed and I had trouble
finding a research position. Who wants to hire a researcher
who can’t publish their science? Then I found a secret
to publishing research papers: “Nobody wants more data.
People want a solution to their problems.” I had tables and tables of data, but unless I was able to pull the story
out of the numbers, these stacks of information
will only go to one special place: the rejection pile. But when a researcher is able to use
data storytelling to solve a problem, only then can science move forward. Data does not only come
in tabular forms or in Excel sheets. Data comes in many forms:
texts, numbers, images, scenes, and they are everywhere around us. We live in the digital era where there is information overload
and message saturation. We have TV, podcasts, social media... In a world where cat videos get more
attention than more pressing issues, how can we even break through the noise? Don’t get me wrong, I love cats. But I think we can all agree that they’re not the solution
to every problem. Then I went viral on Twitter. I was sharing a Twitter thread
about my experience as a new mother during medical residency pro- training. I was a star intern, but when I came back
after maternity leave four weeks later, people were asking:
“What happened to Jia?” I disappeared in the middle of the rounds. I did not know my patients well
and I completed my notes late. What was I doing instead? I was sneaking out
four times a day to pump. I was hiding in a corner, calling my mom
to check how my baby was doing. What I had not told you was that 1 in 4
physicians are diagnosed with infertility almost double the rate
of the general public. A survey of 700 female surgeons found that 42% of them
had suffered a pregnancy loss, and that is twice the rate
of the overall population. Because of the stress
of residency program, many physicians delay
their family planning until they are done with training, and that’s typically
around the age of 32 to 35. Add to that, those who do start
a family during that time often get resentment
from their colleagues. In reality, my choice to start a family
and taking maternity leave meant that another colleague
could not see his parents during summer because he had to cover my shifts. But, amidst these early struggles, my colleagues extended
their hands to help. “Jia, have you had lunch?” “All right, give me your pager. Go, pump!” Because I had my support system with me, I started to embrace motherhood
both at home and at work. I told my supervisors
that I had to pump at certain times. They adjusted the rounding time
to my schedule, no questions asked. I brought my child
to dinner events unapologetically. At a residence they were observing
my motherhood journey not to judge, but as a source
of inspiration and courage. They felt like they, too, can become a parent
while advancing their careers. This Twitter thread was viewed
3 million times, was shared 5000 times
and had 24,000 likes. If I had just given some data
about physician infertility, no one is going to be really compelled
to share that Twitter thread. It was the story that shed light on
the issues physicians were facing. At the same time,
it was a story that showed how kindness and support
was the first step in building a healthy culture
as we welcome new parents in medicine. This one tweet led
to a journal publication highlighting systemic issues
in medical residency program and recommendations
on how to redesign programs to improve physician well-being. Data does not create movements, stories do. Now, data does not only happen
on the outside. We have so much data within our head. We take snapshots of our experiences
and observations, and then we store them
into our heads as scenes. Sometimes these are scenes
that we are proud of. Other times these are embarrassing
and shameful moments that we want to shove into
the pits of our memory. Whether we like it or not, we keep tabs of all the wins and losses
throughout our lives. When I was nine, I went on stage
to speak for the first time. After the first paragraph,
the words stopped. At that moment, time slowed down as if I was running on 2G internet speed. Finally, I mumbled up “Thank you”
and ran off stage. I’m sure the people in the audience
would not have remembered this story, but in my mind I had this data stored. The number of times being frozen
on stage: one, and for most people
that is one time too many. As I grew, I had more data stored. The number of times I had
a low score in high school exams and medical school exams: 15. The number of paper rejections: 22. The number of cringeworthy moments: 300. The number of times
I came home late from work: 1265. Based on this data, I could deduce
that I’m a bad student, a mediocre researcher, an awkward person, and a terrible mother. But, I could also tell a different story. The number of failures could mean
that I’m brave, always willing to try something
out of my comfort zone. The number of late nights
could mean that I’m the type of parent who would do anything
to secure my family’s livelihood. Data storytelling isn’t just
for scientists or activists. The most important data story of all
is the one we tell ourselves. Depending on how we frame
the story of data, it will lead us to different
actions or different paths. Tell a pessimistic story
and we will retreat. Tell a story full of hope
and we will move forward. What outcome do we desire? Now, close your eyes
and picture a scene in your life. What story have you created around it? If it’s a story that harms you,
say this now, “I have the power to rewrite my story.” Open your eyes. Data itself is not negative or positive. Data alone can’t create change. It is the story we tell
that moves us forward. What story will you tell? Thank you. (Applause)
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