Becoming an HST meant far more than a new title – suddenly I was leading resus, guiding juniors and learning to carry real responsibility.
Becoming an HST meant far more than a new title – suddenly I was leading resus, guiding juniors and learning to carry real responsibility.
After a sleepless night shift, caffeine, awkward questions and one near-fumble, my HST interview ended with an unexpected result.
Four years of higher specialist training begin – night shifts, exams, burnout, growth and the chaos and privilege of emergency medicine.
BST2 kicked my ass. Between exams, lost balance and unforgettable adventures, I look back before whatever comes next in emergency medicine.
After a perfect birthday week, I returned to an ED caught between grief, illness and recovery, somehow finding my balance in the chaos.
Back from Spain, I swap mountain trails for exam notes, portfolio panic, freediving escapes and plans for a milestone birthday and big trip.