From my Diary

NIGHT SHIFT

3:00 hours. The extension phone in theatre rings once. The theatre nurse stirs, but continues resting her head on the…

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Doctors Should Stick With Their Bad Handwriting

When Gabriel walks into the gynecology clinic, I am expecting that his wife will follow him into the consultation room.…

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Without Consent, It Is Rape

If your hand or arm is going to “accidentally” brush against my ample bosom once, I will turn my eyes…

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DOCTOR ON CALL

There are loads of relatives surrounding bed twenty three, all in various stages of grief. In the six and a…

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Doctor on Call- May 8

I am jolted awake by the loud and harsh vibration of my phone. I jump with a start sending papers…

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Where I work

I haven’t seen flowers or peonies being sold outside hospitals. Perhaps this is the reason why I haven’t seen any…

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This season

Planting seasons are the saddest. Mother and father leave very early. When I am awake, I milk the cows then…

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IT IS NOT OVER YET

The procedure room is not technically a room, calling it a room is a misnomer. If you doubt it, then…

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