I begin general medicine, meet a genuinely supportive consultant and rethink what leadership and teamwork should look like.
I begin general medicine, meet a genuinely supportive consultant and rethink what leadership and teamwork should look like.
Journal entries from my rotation in neurology.
I celebrate my delayed graduation, reflect on three months in neurology and leave the rotation humbler, more aware and ready to grow.
I fail a lumbar puncture, confront my growing ego and learn that the best doctors remain humble, curious and willing to improve.
I question whether life has meaning and find my own purpose through medicine, mortality and the human determination to keep living.
I confront emotional detachment after repeated deaths and rediscover why compassion must remain part of treating every patient.
I begin my neurology rotation, trading surgical chaos for calm wards, fascinating patients and a team that feels like home.
Journal entries from my rotation in emergency surgery.
I lose myself to medicine, burnout and hundred-hour weeks before rebuilding a life beyond hospital walls.
I look back on three chaotic months in emergency surgery and realise how completely I have grown from student into doctor.