I sacrifice my time and patience in emergency medicine, growing into a sharper doctor while questioning the life the job demands.
I sacrifice my time and patience in emergency medicine, growing into a sharper doctor while questioning the life the job demands.
I face the MRCS Part B in London, then trade exam anxiety for museums, theatres and a city I could imagine calling home.
I question my lifelong path to neurosurgery as emergency medicine awakens a passion I never expected – and a choice I can’t ignore.
I begin my final house officer rotation in emergency medicine, juggling multiple patients and discovering I thrive in the chaos.
Journal entries from my rotation in geriatric medicine.
I find family, purpose and belonging in geriatric medicine as my favourite rotation draws to a close.
I finally attend my medical graduation, honour my late father and reflect on the promises and moral complexity of becoming a doctor.
I work pitch-side with Malta’s U16s, reduce my first shoulder dislocation and realise I need more emergency training.
I confront ageism in geriatric medicine and learn that compassionate care means restoring dignity, purpose and quality of life.
I confront harassment, incompetence and institutional silence inside the most toxic hospital environment I had ever experienced.