Rod’s Blogs, Poems, etc. Table of Contents I search for meaning. 6 ‘Behavioural’ 8 10 Years. 10 10 years. 11 […]
Boab hands me my phone and is longer shouting, he is calm the rest of the day and the next.
I started writing this, a little chuffed with myself as I thought I had invented a new word. Alas, someone […]
Today I gained a further insight into the workings of hierarchy and patient safety. On the ward-round we were discussing […]
The technical is finite, the person, their wishes, hopes and ideas are infinite. The team, the dream collective is limitless.
I suspect part of this is the damage inflicted on doctors in medical school where we are taught to be vigilant, to utilise our Sherlock.
...the depth of understanding which I possess is incomparable to that of even the most learned academic.
She survived. She could have died – I never asked the question.
Thank goodness for those who push the boundaries, who are open and transparent, showing the world that we aren’t infallible, perfect beings. That we are all human.
They aren’t diseases or malfunctioning organs, they aren’t flow or machinations of the system; they are universes unto themselves and those who love them.
We humans are so incredibly expert at communication that we often forget about its importance, a little like breathing – which in a similar vein, is only an issue when you can’t.
I learned something interesting yesterday. On occasion, people prefer computers. I appreciate this is a generalisation. These days, most of […]