Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.Mahatma Ghandi This year has made me question humanity. Are humans inherently good, with outside influences that corrupt us, causing us to become selfish and bitter and full of hate, or are we inherently evil, and these … Continue reading Humanity
I want to write a poem but I can't even think straight. I want to write a poem but I don't know where to start. Do I write about my day? My day without water or food or the chance to catch my breath (figuratively). Or do I write about my patients who cannot catch … Continue reading If 1.6 million lives lost won’t convince them then what will one poem do?
Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.Martin Luther King, Jr It is December 2020 and our world is a mess. It feels like this whole year has been lost to this pandemic. Yet case numbers continue to rise, and people continue to believe/pretend that this virus is not real … Continue reading The biggest driver of this pandemic is ignorance
On Friday I spent the afternoon in a tug of war. On one side were me and my colleagues and on the other was whatever happens after you die. The Light, heaven, hell, nothing, I don't know? I just know that it was a tug of war between life and death, and life lost. In … Continue reading Tug of war
I don't know a lot of things, but I do know some. I know that the sun rises in the east and it sets in the west. I know that today it will set at 19h23. I know that it will be beautiful and I will feel it in my soul. But I don't know … Continue reading There are things I do know and there are things I don’t know
In January this year, I found myself staring at a CT scan with a group of people in white coats. This is a pretty normal thing for a doctor to be doing; except I was in Mexico and the CT scan was my own, and I was wearing a hospital gown instead of a white … Continue reading The lessons that being a patient taught me about being a doctor
He is so thin, I think. Emaciated, I write. But what does that mean? "Skeletal" "Gaunt" "Shrunken" "Shrivelled". "Emaciare" is the Latin: "Made thin" I think it means if you don't look close enough you might not see him. You might not see beyond his disease. HIV, TB, malnutrition, starvation, poverty, oppression, suffering. Hopelessness. An … Continue reading Made thin.
Why are doctors so quick to criticize one another? What is it about the medical culture that enables us, not only to easily recognize but actively seek out one another's mistakes? When did we forget that we are all human? Why does it take a colleague losing their life over a mistake before we show … Continue reading Doctors, let’s be kind to each other.
I've been having a lot of different conversations recently about being almost thirty. Most of them involve reminiscing about silly things we did in our twenties, analyzing how far we have come and wondering if we are getting this thing called life right. I've noticed that so many of my friends are asking themselves this … Continue reading Things we shouldn’t regret doing in our twenties:
I am slowly remembering who I am; That there is more to me than pain and heartbreak. I am twenty-nine years worth of memories and adventures, Of ideas and dreams and stories. I am a soft pink sunrise and a burning orange sunset. All at once. I am an ice cold mountain lake and a … Continue reading Who I Am: A poem