Surgical Diaries: Complications

As the scrub nurse trolleyed the operative bed into Operation Theatre number 2—or OT 2, for short—its versatile wheels clattered against the marble tiles lining the hospital floor. Large, dark-black colored surgical bins beckoned in the…

Vanities of Ecclesiastes

A ferocious wave struck the cliff ledge, and then swiftly swashed its way back along its recourse. A week ago, a few friends and I, unbridled now in the aftermath of our final exams, planned an unforgettable trip to a mesmerising…

Medicine: An inexact science

“So, Talal, what is this structure that is passing through the diaphragm at the T-10 level?” “The Oesophagus, right” Heads nodded sagely in agreement. Professor X, in our recent anatomy oral exam/viva, had questioned me about a structure…