This is an invitation, you’re invited

To discuss the current Libyan crisis

People who look like me and you are being sold as slaves

and I hope you agree that’s not okay.

Have you ever heard or said these words?

Something along the lines of…

‘Had I lived in slavery times, I would have said something. Did something, man you know that shit just wouldn’t bang’

But those times are back – they never left

After you heard the news…

An anecdote at a party? Maybe a post on facebook, insta, twitter?

What did you do next?

Keep scrolling? Keep strolling through your life? Calm.

Like there’s no storm coming,

like the storm isn’t. already. here.

400 dollars, that’s the price of an African.

Right now, in December 2017

Three hundred and two pounds and forty six pence

That becomes your worth if you ‘choose’ to scale that fence.

Jump from your pan of poverty, unemployment and war

Into the fiery pit of slavery

Three hundred and two pounds and forty six pence

Get you a used car, a mid-range laptop

Or a young woman, who looks just. like. me.

You think because its happening to them it doesn’t affect you?

You think ’cause they are slaves it doesn’t affect how society approaches you?

Like their chains don’t frame your societal view, how society views you?

For as long as they are enslaved, you are a second-class citizen, this is some serious shit we’re in

Cos if they can’t sell you whole they’ll sell you in pieces, your heart, your voice, your sense self too.

You know how in all the movies you’ve got to be uber careful – the slightest act could change the entire future?

But you’re sat in the future past, this present. Yet you don’t think that little act, just signing a petition could change the future?

Listen, I’m pleading… at least, sign the petition.


Have you ever been house hunting?

It feels much like hydrocephalus without any shunting

You’ve got the headache, the confusion and you hope for the memory loss

As you poke round stranger’s rooms, you smell the smegma and lol, is that moss?

Oh wait! It’s that classic teenage boy scent, on a man who’s well past his adolescence.


The agent tells you its charming, although the pictures don’t quite correlate

Never has an agent been more inadvertently right, the pictures are essentially bait.

They say pictures are worth 1000 words,

I say pictures hide 1000 turds

They hide the mould, the clutter, and the fact that your neighbour is probably a nutter.

But still we soldier on, undeterred

Because we need a place to rest our heads, from 2nd year into 3rd.


House Hunting

Medication Review


When the meds are more than a mouthful, or its all getting a bit stressful

A medication review may be fruitful.

But I don’t know what a medication review is you say, well thanks for being truthful!

So the patients got drugs one to twenty eight, are they all still appropriate?

Medication efficiency depends on usage, so you gotta check they’re on the right dosage

Dosage is sorted? So what’s next? Well, are there any side effects?

Drugs can need the right storage, in the fridge or next to the porridge?

These are all questions you’ve got to ask, a medication review can be a mighty task.

If the patient is rather old and frail, or their meds look at home in a pail,

A med review might be useful

If they’ve just become an outpatient or their meds are kind of a toxic agent

A med review might be useful

If they’ve got a special psychiatry need, a med review might be useful indeed.

A med review should be done, not just by anyone

But by a doctor pharmacist or nurse, to avoid making things any worse.

A med review may help, to reduce unnecessary therapy

Which might result in a patient that’s a whole lot more happy

A med review might improve concordance

By making things less of a song and dance!

I hope you get the feeling

That a med review can be handy

It goes hand in hand with healing

To ensure your patient is fine and dandy.

Medical School: Intro Week


Right now it’s Sunday night and I have been through my first official week in medical school, granted it was the introductory week. If I had to describe my feelings at this moment in one word it would be – excited. If I were to be less concise, it would be that I am so happy and excited my eyes are filling up with tears. Anyone who knows me personally will know how hard I’ve worked to get here and how much I want to be here. So I make no apologies for my sickening levels of happiness and excitement right now.

My week consisted of getting to know the university, the staff and the societies/sport clubs. The first thing I have noticed about my school is how friendly and approachable the lecturers and administrative staff are! Everyone seems really keen on helping us to succeed, which is really reassuring. We received a talk by Professor Steve Peters a leading sports psychologist, which centred around the importance of our emotional health. Peters has a chimp model that he uses to explain the reasons behind some of our impulses and how to better control them. He outlines this theory in his book ‘The Chimp Paradox‘ if you wanted to find out more, you can also get a brief overview with a quick wiki search 😉

One of the main highlights from the week was talks from various specialist doctors, who gave an overview of their journeys and honest insights into their specialty. I found this very useful, firstly because not all of their journeys were linear. Its reassuring to know that within a 40 year career as a doctor it is possible and perhaps even encouraged to change specialties. Secondly, it highlighted some areas of medicine that don’t immediately come to mind, for example a psychiatrist that specializes in eating disorders!

During this week we were also allocated medic families, a ‘mum’ and ‘dad’ from older years as well as a brother and sister within the year. A great idea to help us form support networks for the next few years.

My school runs a Give It A Go programme, the idea is that you can try out all sorts of new sports and activities without necessarily joining the societies. its a great way for the societies to get themselves known and put forward what they care about and its great to help find out what your next passion might be. So far I’ve tried my hand at making lavender scented owls (yes, you read right!), cheer-leading and bouldering! I’ve also taken part in a park run – a 5km run that pits you against the clock! Stay tuned to find out what I get up to in the next week!

It has been an amazing first week, I hope to remember these feelings of eagerness, anticipation and passion especially when things get tough. Until next time…

❤ I wish you healthy hearts and sound minds ❤

The Thing Around Your Neck by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie





The Thing Around Your Neck is a collection of short stories from the Nigerian author Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. She explores so many topics and themes in these short stories, with elegance and grace she holds the readers attention and just doesn’t let go.

She writes about the experiences of Nigerians living in contemporary America, about Nigerian women who find themselves in America for various reasons. Betrayed by the men they looked up to, who were supposed to give them bright futures. In ‘Imitation’, ‘The Thing Around Your Neck’, ‘The Shivering’ and ‘The Arrangers Of Marriage’ she writes about their disappointment; in men, in life, in America.  She also writes about the onset of colonisation in ‘The Headstrong Historian’. About Nigerian politics, political unrest and the biafran war in ‘Cell One’, ‘A Private Experience’, ‘Ghosts’ and ‘The American Embassy’. About homosexuality in ‘on Monday of last week’ and ‘The Shivering’.

I love how Chimamanda breaks down the ignorance of the white man in ‘Jumping Monkey Hill’. Where a  collection of writers write about their personal experiences but find themselves dismissed by a white lecherous snobby benefactor who does not believe the things they are going through are truly African. Chimamanda has spoken about the danger of a single story before and I feel like she is reminding us in this short story. Despite claiming to be a keen Africanist having lived on the continent for so long, the character is blind to the fact that Africans can be lesbians or that professional women are expected to present their bodies and sexuality as part of the commodities for sale during the negotiation of contracts. This white man, stands there and argues what the true African experience is and what is a valid story for an African to write.

Adichie reminds us that the African experience is multifaceted, very obviously in ‘Jumping Monkey Hill’ and throughout the collection.

‘The headstrong historian’ is probably the best story in this book. It read like a shout out to Chinua Achebe and was an amazing way to end the collection. However, my favourite of the short stories was ‘The Thing Around Your Neck’ because it is so emotional. Because it is a collection of so many niggly feelings that you can’t quite explain. So many questions that you might not even want answered.

The thing around your neck is 5/5 for me, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie creates so many lump in the throat moments. The book was so easy to read and i wished it would not end. Her stories are so deliciously told that only after you have consumed them with gusto do you realise that you have learned so much from her amazing storytelling.

Happy Reading ❤