The trials and tribulations of a NHS healthcare assistant and medical school applicant.
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A medical worker in Kenya.
Published on 2010-02-14 10:45:35
Last year I spent 6 weeks in a crumbling mud and tin hut in the baking-hot savannah of the Kenyan rift valley. There were no mod cons: brick red water came though the taps straight from the river, and the only source of electricity was an ancient solar panel that provided barely enough electricity to power a mobile phone. Nightfall was accompanied by a cacophony of howls, roars and screams that made the hairs on the back of your neck ... No related posts.
Why do you want to be a doctor?
Published on 2010-01-06 12:08:38
While preparing for my medical school interviews (three in four days – now you know why I’m an atheist) I discovered that the question that should be easiest to answer is actually fiendishly difficult. The exact reasoning behind my schoolboy decision to study medicine is now so entrenched in the depths of my limbic system that I can’t exactly remember why I want to! I’ve concluded that, seeing as I don’t have any cleavage to flash, my answer better be pretty dam
The ultimate christmas injury.
Published on 2009-12-26 08:25:01
This morning’s handover contained, even by the standards of the local inbred socio-economically deprived population, a rather unusual patient. The ‘punter’ was presenting with what I can only describe as the ultimate christmas injury: “alcohol-induced confusion & intestinal nut ball from eating 3 x boxes of chocolate brazils”. It was only when I questioned the ability of chocolate brazils to agglutinate into a ball large enough to impede intestinal transit th
