Seventy. Today, Dad would have been seventy.
Today was the last day of examinations for the clinical clerks. After ten months in PGH, they get their own well-deserved break before they face their final year in med school (internship!!!). And so as they say goodbye to PGH for now, I thought it fitting to dedicate this post to them.
They’re the people we imagine when we think of doctors. They’re the doctors we see on film and TV. For some of us, they’re our parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins […]
This is my PGH gratitude series as internship draws to a close. This first post features people who may not be officially part of the hospital but are invaluable in its operations: the Bantays.
When life gets you thinking about death and vice versa.
Time to run some blood.
The magnificent blanket of stars.