I am developing quite a temper these days. I suppose, if I had to trace a cause, it would lead to all my recent activities – one cannot be arguing for secularism, and quarreling about women’s rights, and bickering over discrimination based on appearance, without becoming a little frustrated in the process. So occasionally I… Continue reading Of flaring tempers.
The majority of the population feels a certain sort of disgust about bodily functions that is totally absent from the fraction of us who are in medicine. My first inkling of this was when a classmate told me about how her cousins had freaked out when she happened to mention the consistency of her diarrhoea to them (watery,… Continue reading Of professional beghairati and medical jokes
My orthopedics rotation has begun, and while I’m loving the bulky surgeons and blood and talk of bone plates and fixators and K wires and screws, I still have fond memories of the double month I spent in family medicine. Here are a few observations I made during the rotation about the rotation: -> The… Continue reading Observations from Family Med
There is so much I can do. There are just some moods and seasons when my Muse wakes up and all I feel is creativity. And these days its the best kind, not the desperate excitement about a single project that is expansive and enormous and will probably never be completed satisfactorily, but the quiet… Continue reading of creativity and stirring muses.
The 15th was Valentine’s Day for me. After a long, heartbreaking interval was I finally united with my love. Through months of separation I held onto the hope that we would finally be together. Through days and days of being so close, yet so apart, I remembered our times together, and the memories carried me… Continue reading Reunited ❤
I spent today making these out of old wedding cards. Thought I’d post them up here as a substitute for a long ramble. If your card is one of those that got butchered, apologies – but that’s how the trees felt when they were killed for your fancy invitations. Ever heard of saving paper?… Continue reading Bookmarks.
(Nerdy, I know. Anyway :P) You are my catecholamine, my darling catecholamine You are the protamine to my overdose of heparin You are my anti-emetic when I am nauseatic, You are the Vitamin K when my life is bleeding away, Because I love you and its so true Unlike amiodarione you don’t make me blue,… Continue reading Pharmacological Love