The other day I was thinking – it has been a while since I have written a blog. So I popped on line to check and turns out I haven’t
The other day I was thinking – it has been a while since I have written a blog. So I popped on line to check and turns out I haven’t
If you know how to raise a polite teenage boy please tell me how!! These are some of my favourite patients to see. Kind, polite, well spoken teenage boys who
We had to study pretty hard in high school to make it in to Medicine. There we had to study even harder to make to become a doctor. And from
I would never argue with a mechanic if they told me that something in my car is terribly wrong and it could be unsafe to drive it unless it is
The majority of children don’t like coming to hospital, seeing doctors or having procedures done. There are things about these experiences that seem to stick, in a bad way. We
Over the weekend I had a catch up with “the girls”. A lovely group of ladies I went to medical school with. It was some 13 years ago when we
“So what brings you in to Emergency?” “My daughter has a rash” I thoroughly examine every where… “I can’t see a rash at the moment, can you tell me where
“Be kind to one another” is by far my favourite slogan ever but I think someone somewhere has already used that?? For months now I have been thinking of a motto,
There are very few things in life that are a true surprise anymore. We seem to be so caught up in a world where we want to plan, prepare and
In infants with fever and vomiting we always like to check for a urine infection. Now catching a urine to test it is probably the most annoying thing I ask
Today I was actually going to finish on time (queue the fanfare as this is a very rare occurrence) But instead… I CHOOSE stay behind. Yep. I actively made the
One of my favourite things about working with children is that they can be so matter of fact and much smarter than what we give them credit for. One conversation
The funniest comment I’ve heard in a delivery room: “Wowsers look at the knackers on my son. That’s my boy!” The most awkward comment I’ve heard in a delivery room:
I met the sweetest 11 year old boy who was admitted after being diagnosed with type 1 Diabetes. (If anyone has a secret tip on how to raise a kind,
Now I’m not a cheese toasty type of person, in fact I’m actually not a huge fan of cheese. I don’t hate it but it doesn’t really bother me if