I finally attend my medical graduation, honour my late father and reflect on the promises and moral complexity of becoming a doctor.
I finally attend my medical graduation, honour my late father and reflect on the promises and moral complexity of becoming a doctor.
I celebrate my delayed graduation, reflect on three months in neurology and leave the rotation humbler, more aware and ready to grow.
Graduation becomes real at last as years of sacrifice, friendship and loss culminate in one life-changing truth: today, I am a doctor.
Final-year medicine, Arctic plans and unexpected love make life feel perfectly balanced as graduation draws closer.