I face the MRCS Part B in London, then trade exam anxiety for museums, theatres and a city I could imagine calling home.
I face the MRCS Part B in London, then trade exam anxiety for museums, theatres and a city I could imagine calling home.
I question my lifelong path to neurosurgery as emergency medicine awakens a passion I never expected – and a choice I can’t ignore.
Journal entries from my rotation in neurosurgery.
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 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.