A doctor’s most powerful tool The most powerful way a doctor can help their patient is to listen. By far, listening is the greatest portion of the value of any consultation. Whatever the monetary value, even for a procedure, the greatest portion of the value is a doctor’s listening ear. Feeling heard and understood is at
I’ll never be one to write a love song because that is not how I show up in the world. But I can certainly write a love story. So, this is a love story. I’ll never stop writing about her because from the day she said “yes” and “I do”, our life together continues to
There are a few words and phrases that I do not use.
The large majority of them include offensive slang, derogatory names, words and phrases that simply bring down the conversation that I am having to the lowest levels of respectability.
But there is one word that is innocuous and hides in plain sight which dismisses, diminishes and reduces whatever it is connected to.
And that word is “just”.
In July 2021 Voluntary Assisted Dying will be available in Western Australia.
As a Palliative Care doctor I have thought deeply about how I will continue to work and serve here as Christian and conscientious objector.
This is a reflection on doctoring, faith and a way forward.
At 17 years our lives are simple. Seemingly boring on the outside but juicy and passionate in the middle.
There are many children masquerading as adults – Simply because someone is chronological 45 years old, has a professional job, is married and has three children, doesn’t make then an adult.
It is Christmas eve and I’m starting my reflection as I watch my younger two sons play. Usually, by this time, my goals and strategy for the year ahead are usually being prayed about and put unto paper but this time it is a little different. I am the midst of life-changing internal work. I
Nausea and vomiting aren’t pleasant symptoms. It is 2am in Kuala Lumpur and from my hotel room on the 33rd floor, I have one of the best views in the city of the Petronas Twin Towers. But this only serves to remind me that I am thousands of kilometres from home and how alone, unwell
I’m surprised at 39 years old that vindication doesn’t taste as sweet as courage. That is because in the moment that you choose courage instead of inaction, hope instead of despair and wisdom instead of foolish revenge is the moment that you become one of the greats. And if and when vindication occurs, your wisdom
Why do we fill our lives with endless activity which doesn’t actually matter in the end? Who are we trying to please and what are we actually trying to do? Why do we sacrifice our health and our best years at the altar of work and not chase after our own dreams and found passions?