Category: Humans of the Foundation Programme
Meeting local people through music
14 years ago at age 10 I attended a local brass band concert and was truly inspired, ever since then, […]
FY1 Diary Entries
Entry 1 I sat alone in the doctor’s office staring wryly at the ugly, part- broken bleep I had placed […]
Language, History, and Art. My non-medical side of a doctor’s life
Throughout my artistic career, I have dedicated myself to portraits. was interested in the human form, especially facial expressions. However, […]
What the *****
Medical school is like cycling with stabilisers. On-call shifts are like taking off those stabilisers and being expected to ride […]
Nightshift
Poem The world becomes quiet The moon retires the sun, Yet the hospital is humming The night shift has begun. […]
Words and Thoughts
Background: During a patient encounter, I spoke to an elderly gentleman who presented to the HIV clinic for his medication […]
A New Beginning: The Doctor’s Journey
Poem: A New Beginning: The Doctor’s Journey Through gilded halls of learning once I strayed,Where books and lectures wove their […]
Keeping in Touch with My Prima Ballerina
I have been dancing since I was four years old. It was one of many activities I was enrolled in, […]
The Power of Hope in Palliative Care
As I stand next to my patient, self-doubt coils its way from my fluttering stomach, tightening around my throat. I […]
Journey of learning and teaching
I was a fresh-eyed fourth-year medical student with my bags packed and my brain filled with a mixture of emotions […]
