I want to write and read and stare out windows and document the world around me.
I want to run away to book towns and hear the world speak and infuse ideas and inspiration into my soul.
I want to do a million things that won’t make me a better doctor, but will make me a better person.
I can write essays. I can write patient notes and ring pathology and talk to doctors.
But the best thing about paediatrics? Blowing bubbles at little kids. Talking to parents and distracting them from their seizing child and the uncertainty. Watching parents cry as their child takes their first breath, watching a baby open it’s eyes for the first time. Cuddles with a struggling infant as the smile and giggle in their sleep. Teasing the doctors and sharing tales of life outside medicine, of movies watched and books read.
That is why I don’t run away and give this all up.
I want to run away to book towns and hear the world speak and infuse ideas and inspiration into my soul.
I want to do a million things that won’t make me a better doctor, but will make me a better person.
I can write essays. I can write patient notes and ring pathology and talk to doctors.
But the best thing about paediatrics? Blowing bubbles at little kids. Talking to parents and distracting them from their seizing child and the uncertainty. Watching parents cry as their child takes their first breath, watching a baby open it’s eyes for the first time. Cuddles with a struggling infant as the smile and giggle in their sleep. Teasing the doctors and sharing tales of life outside medicine, of movies watched and books read.
That is why I don’t run away and give this all up.