by Anonymous | 5th Mar 2019 | Clinician Stories, Grief
The evening started like any other, a day spent sleeping poorly, counting the hours until another long night spent in the emergency department. My disguise laid out; dark green scrubs, pens, stethoscope and an ID badge. My hair is scraped back off my shoulders and I...
by Anonymous | 5th Feb 2019 | Patient Stories
Being ‘on the other side’ is the most valuable medical educational experience I have ever had that can never be taught in the classroom. Having been fit and well all my life, when I started getting swollen ankles at only 19 years old I didn’t...
