Narrative Medicine

  7. Manto & I (guest writer)
  8. Blame (guest writer)
  9. The lesson (guest writer)
  10. Known hands (guest writer)
  11. Her sister (guest writer)
  12. Time (guest writer)
  13. My story (guest writer)
  14. Scar (guest writer)
  15. No (guest writer)
  16. Beyond duty (guest writer)
  17. Angel of death (guest writer)
  18. Pain (guest writer)
  19. L is for the way you look at me (guest writer)
  20. The reminder (guest writer)
  21. The observer (guest writer)
  22. Marrying the uterus (guest writer)
  23. Burnout (guest writer)
  24. Is he in the ER to sleep? (guest writer)
  25. When the music died
  26. The remote narrative medicine workshop (guest writer)
  27. God complex in doctors (guest writer)
  28. Will my child be okay? (guest writer)
  29.  (guest writer)
  30.  (guest writer)
  31. As God wills (guest writer)
  32. Monday morning (guest writer)
  33. The curse of introspection on Friday the 13th
  34. Alishba's plight (guest writer)
  35. The legacy (guest writer)
  36. A recipe for curbing chaos (guest writer)
  37. 15 tips for writing narratives in medicine (guest writer)
  38. Dad
  39. Hannah's short story
  40. In Love (guest writer)
  41. Jack
  42. Ubuntu-the importance of empathy: a father's perspective (guest writer)
  43. Letter to Yoda (Dad part II)
  44. 45 Minutes (guest writer)
  45. Lost in the graveyard (Dad part III)
  46. Ma
  47. Long Nails (guest writer)
  48. Poems from the (ER) pit
  49. When breath defies air 

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