My last quarantine was at the start of medical school so it flew by with the excitement of entering the medical building for the first time and meeting a few classmates face to face. Now, with the novelty gone, quarantining has less in store. But it has also been better because of some small, new joys.
This is a short reflection on World Hijab Day (February 1st). Because my hijab is an outward symbol of faith, this is hardly the last time I will be reflecting on this, inshaAllah, but I want to add a perspective as a medical learner and someone who’s relationship with the politics around this act of […]
#MedTwitter fooled be into believing that medicine was undergoing a transformation. That people were more comfortable engaging with politics and that we could be critical about what we are learning and teaching. I believed that the advocacy of people of colour was being heard and implemented meaningfully. Now within the throws of the cultural institution that is medicine, I realize that the online world is far from real life.
The first life I need to save is my own.
I will be learning about fundamental concepts, such as patient confidentiality and teamwork, but I will also be exposed to cultural norms about who embodies professionalism in medicine – and who does not.
Nice white parents is an ear-opening critique of “good intentions” in schools and beyond
In which I jump for joy (and crawl under my bed) in anticipation of the biggest change of my life so far. Get ready for medical school, friends.
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