Clinician Stories

Recognising the dangers of a depleted system

I’m scared.  What I’ve seen play out before me over the last few weeks scares me as much, if not more than the events of the few short crazy weeks leading up to the first national lockdown in March 2020. Back then there was a sense of solidarity, of battle...

Recognising Patient Fears

She’d sat and waited for nearly four hours by the time it was her turn to be called through. It was late one Friday evening, and the department had been busy with what seemed like a constant stream of pre-alerts and ambulances. As a team we had dealt with a multitude...

Reconceiving the metaphor of ‘magic’ hospital curtains

I sleep with the window open, although the light, or darkness, outside is all but hidden by the blind that drapes the length of the glass panels. Recently sleep has been fitful, and often I’ve lain in silence in the small hours listening in delight to an owl quietly...

Reckoning day is here: let us harness the self care agenda for the collective good.

Flicking idly through a glossy, fashion magazine a headline grabs my attention: “A band-aid for bullet wounds: is the self-care craze doing more harm than good?” I am intrigued, partly because I am facing my own conundrums in a work context about whose responsibility...
Reconstructing a different life 2

Reconstructing a different life 2

Part 2: Terrified I was ventilated for 10 days. My first recollection after my “near death experience” was post extubation. I remember seeing my wife and mother in law and saying, “Hello mum. What are you doing here?” The next few days blur into one partly because I...

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Re-naming: who are we?

Re-naming: who are we?

"What's in a name? That which we call a roseby any other name would smell as sweet." Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 1-2) I don’t know about you, but nowadays I am rubbish at remembering names. My neurosis reaches a critical point when at social gatherings I am expected to...

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Revisiting the basics of care

Revisiting the basics of care

He was agitated, a tremor in his hands, his leg shaking, foot tapping. He wanted more Tramadol for his pain. Recent directives, figures from the USA and the desire here in the UK to avoid a similar opioid crisis crowded my mind. Sensationalist headlines about GPS as...

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Realising: compassion for myself

Realising: compassion for myself

This story is of a sensitive nature. We want to forewarn readers of this and offer links to sources of support for any of our readers who have suffered personally. ‬ ‪www.rapecrisis.org.uk‬ ‪www.rasasc.org/ tel: 0800 028 8022‬ ‪www.thesurvivorstrust.org/‬...

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Relinquishing old fears

Relinquishing old fears

‪This story is of a sensitive nature. We want to forewarn readers of this and offer links to sources of support for any of our readers who have suffered personally. ‬ ‪www.rapecrisis.org.uk‬ ‪www.rasasc.org/ tel: 0800 028 8022‬ ‪www.thesurvivorstrust.org/‬...

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Reassurance: the comfort of patients

Reassurance: the comfort of patients

I stopped dead in my tracks when he couldn’t lift his head off the pillow. The smile of greeting was the same but I knew something was very wrong at his inability to raise up to meet me. For a moment time stopped and I froze. Not now? This was quick. Oh no! The last...

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