Even though I grew up in Kenya and made the drive often, there has always been something about the Great Rift Valley that inspires a sense of awe each time I see it. Perhaps, it is the sheer expanse o...

In a little less than two months, I will board a plane and take a trip to the country of my birth, Kenya. I will then drink a cup of home-grown coffee, perhaps two. I have the privilege of taking a fo...

The last 3 months have been a flurry of 4am awakenings, drilling holes in skulls, taking care of Neurosurgical ICU patients and tasting what life as a Neurosurgery resident will look like. I spent a m...

Trying to drink from a fire hose. Thrown in the deep end. Pick your metaphor to describe the overwhelmed feeling that you have at the beginning of third year. You do wonder if it will all com...

Change of scene! For the past several weeks, I have been experiencing my OB/GYN rotations from the halls of St. Joseph Mercy Hospital in Ypsilanti. The last few weeks have been a flurry of catching ba...

We only spoke for sixty seconds, a chance meeting at the breakfast line on the last day of a conference. It was an intense minute of conversation, though, as we had met exactly one year earlier on the...

Hello there! As I make my first post, I want to confess a bias. Before  medical school, I was an actor and acting teacher. So I tend to focus on the human aspects of medicine because they seem the ...