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.
Reflecting on the end of BST1, choosing emergency medicine, keeping travel alive, and proving that medicine and life can coexist.
Back in the emergency department after a year away, I tackle my first patient, shake off the rust, and realise exactly where I belong.