I regain balance in neurosurgery, drill my first burr hole and prepare for MRCS Part B as life finally becomes manageable.
I regain balance in neurosurgery, drill my first burr hole and prepare for MRCS Part B as life finally becomes manageable.
I return from Turkey, survive neurosurgery alone and rediscover my surgical ambition at a skills course in Glasgow.
I face burnout in an overloaded neurosurgery rotation, where teamwork keeps patients safe as the workload starts pulling me under.
I begin neurosurgery, face a chaotic ward and scrub into an urgent EVD insertion that confirms my calling
I sit the MRCS Part A, survive a near-disqualification scare and leave Gozo changed by its slower rhythm.
I settle into a quiet Gozo rotation, exploring the island, fixing my posture and discovering that doctors can have a life too.
I begin FY2 in Gozo, trading Malta’s hospital chaos for a slower, smaller system that challenges me to rethink how I work.
I begin FY2 with greater confidence, new specialties and a determination to stay open to wherever medicine might lead me.
Journal entries from my rotation in orthopaedic surgery.
I thrive in orthopaedics, form a close friendship and confront the favouritism and sexism in healthcare.