I reluctantly begin geriatric medicine, only to find warmth, friendship and a slower hospital life I never expected to enjoy.
I reluctantly begin geriatric medicine, only to find warmth, friendship and a slower hospital life I never expected to enjoy.
Journal entries from my rotation in neurosurgery.
I discover the weight and privilege of neurosurgery as life-or-death decisions and fragile patients transform me as a doctor.
I confront grief, loneliness and a terminal diagnosis while working through another bleak Christmas in hospital.
I regain balance in neurosurgery, drill my first burr hole and prepare for MRCS Part B as life finally becomes manageable.
I explore Edinburgh’s medieval streets and road-trip through the wild Scottish Highlands, from Glencoe to ancient castles.
I return from Turkey, survive neurosurgery alone and rediscover my surgical ambition at a skills course in Glasgow.
I explore Topkapi Palace on my final day in Istanbul, then say goodbye to Turkey – and to the woman I had quietly fallen for.
I explore the Hagia Sophia, then enjoy an unforgettable Istanbul dinner with celebrity photos and flaming salt-baked chicken.
I explore Istanbul’s mosques and Galata Tower before a glamorous birthday night ends with a celebrity crush moment.