By Nikki McClusky
Around age 5 the symptoms of my poor mental health began to manifest.
Mother and father were convinced I was possessed.
It took but mere days when I found myself on the giant leather chair. Swinging my itty bitty feet and hiding my face in the squeaky shiny armrest.
This was the beggining of a lifelong battle with mental illness. Continue reading
This has been here for more than a week,
Suspense of the same news we await and seek,
Terrified of every single ping and buzz we hear,
In case this is the vibration that will bring a tear,
By Dr. Sujay Kansagra
My body jolts awake to a familiar sound. After a few blind swipes, my blows hit their target, and once again, there is silence. The air in the room is cool and crisp, and every fiber of my being wants me to remain in the welcoming warmth under the covers. It is Saturday morning. On any other Saturday of my life, I would be waking only when my body is ready. But this month is different. My body no longer calls the shots. Continue reading
With Emma (Balloons & The Brain)
What mental illness do you have?
General anxiety disorder, recurrent depression and borderline personality disorder.
2 years ago I received the official diagnosis of GAD and recurrent depression – these were of no surprise. I always had the symptoms of anxiety, just never knew exactly what was going on or that it was an actual disorder. Depression, I have had mild bouts of on and off for as long as I can remember. Borderline personality disorder came as a surprise but it explained so many things of why I am who I am that it was actually a relief. Continue reading
I think a piece about the heart is due seeing as Valentine’s Day has just passed us. Isn’t the heart a fascinating organ. I mean thinking about it really, it’s just sat there inside you faithfully pumping blood for you, your entire life. Every other organ takes a break every once in a while, even our brains when we go to sleep, but our hearts are constantly working at it. And then one day when they decide they’ve had enough, that’s it…we’re gone! Continue reading
Life’s too short…our existence is so small. The average human lives for around 79 years. 79 years in comparison to the 14 billion years of the universe’s existence. We are just 0.00000005642 (1 out of 177 million) of everything in existence. Less than that actually, because we’re sharing this time with 7.5 billion other people who are also alive, so actually 0.0000000000000000075227 (1 out 133 quadrillion). Don’t you sometimes feel life is just one big mad rush…with a bit of a grab-what-you-can QUICK approach. Continue reading
A common question that lots of people have asked me in the past is: are you enjoying medical school?
It’s a very good question. It just seems like yesterday that I was sitting in my bedroom at home, packing my bags, looking through the events scheduled for fresher’s week (or, as is the case at my medical school, fortnight) and getting excited over all the exciting new words that were put down on my timetable. I was completely unaware of the challenges that would face me. As far as I was concerned, I was going to go to medical school, have a bit of fun, learn a little bit of medicine and become a doctor.
I can’t help but feel that I was rather naïve before I did start. I don’t think – or at least, I hope not – that I was the only one who entered medical school with that naïve mind set. Now, in my second year of medical school, I have some idea of the challenges that face medical students – many of which, may I add, were completely unprecedented. Familiar challenges did also arise, however, and these were similar to the challenges that I had felt during my A-Levels.
Exactly what are the differences between Sixth Form and Medical School? Continue reading
By Jennifer (Ginevrella)
I’m going to be taking you through what a day in the life of a junior doctor is like right now. Before we begin, my days can vary wildly – you might say there is no such thing as a typical day for a junior doctor. In my current job, I rotate between weeks on the trauma ward, on-call shifts and time on the orthogeriatric hip fracture unit. For the purposes of this post though, I’ll talk you through what a normal day is like for me on the trauma ward. Continue reading