Surgery is a privileged profession, one which captivates and entrances. It is also a demanding discipline where failure stabs at your heart with no forgiveness. But this morning I was captivated by the lights.
Circles of Light
H.O.P.E.
Even as the postcards started arriving the signs of the second surge were present. The statistics are anywhere to be found but a retired colleague of my brother has done his own programming and has a useful site to look at the numbers if you need to: https://www.covibes.org Back to the postcards. They are being collected…
A Dream in the Time of Covid
Is this all a dream? Six weeks ago I was placed in self-isolation by my hospital for ten days. “I had a dream that you asked me to polish your shoes” my maid, Londiwe, messaged me a few days later. Now you should know I have never asked her to shine my shoes. Erasmus does…
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