Comfort is the familiar, where I can navigate with eyes closed, The place I bring my muddled thoughts and all I’ve not disclosed. The burgundy door with chipping paint unveiling its natural grain, Softened by the many knocks that have graced its textured vein. *** It opens to sweet home-cooked scents that unclog my anxious … More My Utopia
Wow, it has been quite a while since I have opened this page and my word a lot of things have things changed. Firstly, my apologies for my absence over the past few months, I took a tiny break that then turned into a prolonged leave and I have nothing to blame but my own … More The doctor is back!
Hello, my dear friends, it’s been a long time since I have posted here. Too long, in fact. The truth of the matter is that I have been somewhat demotivated. I’m not sure whether it was the pandemic that eventually got to me, or that I was too busy at the hospital, but I haven’t … More Sending your loved one to the hospital during these pandemic times
As the sun dawns across my city so does the infrared, An inch away from the windswept part of my anxious forehead. Thirty-five eight, I can pass, to join my respiratory team, Where half have flown to fight against the enemy in our bloodstream. *** First thing I do upon the wards one pump of … More Another respiratory day
Hello, I hope everyone is doing well. As promised, I’m sharing what has happened with my application for internships next year… I got my first preference! I will be at a large metro hospital that is renowned for its trauma and lung transplant services. It also has a radiology rotation for interns, which is a … More Update: I’ve got a job!
The dreaded second wave. How we wished we had avoided it, that Victoria had quietly snuck under the radar and eradicated the virus. But that was never the case, since we consistently experienced low numbers in the community. Except now there are higher rates of community transmission and the burden on our hospitals is readily … More Second wave incoming
There’s a hierarchy that exists within the hospital. Us medical students are at the bottom of it, but there is a whole food chain that we must slowly climb with each year that passes. From an intern, to a resident, to a registrar and finally a consultant, the journey is a long and tedious one. … More The higher you go, the less you know
Flat, shapeless hair in monotonous black, Uneven skin tone with pimples that come back. Eyebrows missing half, that were reluctantly tattooed, Slanted, monolid eyes that lack latitude. A bulbous nose tip, that droops just a bit, And a canine snaggletooth, that’s sad it couldn’t fit. *** Breasts I wish were fuller, and deserve no recognition, … More Head to toe
Firstly, thank you to everyone for being so supportive and encouraging in my previous post. I am sorry I haven’t had the chance to reply or be really active on this space, but I thought I’d give you an update on what’s happening. It’s been a shit show. Words cannot even describe how disappointed and … More What an absolute train wreck
Before anyone reads this and thinks I’ve been admitted into hospital, I’ll clarify and say that I’m back on clinical placement, in a medical student capacity. Our medical school asked for some final years to volunteer themselves to start their “transition to clinical practise” program earlier than originally scheduled. This way, placements can be staggered … More And… we’re back at the hospital