Fever’s Fire
First, warmth grows subtly within, and then, like flames that twist and spin, a rise begins, slight yet clear— above…
Nocturia’s Call
In the quiet hours, dark and deep,A restless tide disturbs my sleep.From dreams half-formed, I must arise,Chasing relief under midnight…
The Quiet Science of Local Anesthesia
First, there’s the calm, the patient waits,Though nerves may tremble, hesitate.Then comes the touch, a gentle prick,Yet pain and fear…
Patent foramen ovale
Before life’s breath, a portal lay,Allowing blood to find its way.Through silent lungs, the flow would steer,While growth prepared the…
Freckles
Upon the canvas of fair skin so bright,Dances a freckle, kissed by the light.A tiny circle, so humble, so small,Yet…
Mumps
In whispers soft, a viral thief does roam,Through droplets in the air, it finds its home.Mumps, the name, a silent…
Intubation
First, the air stood still, heavy with despair,Yet, as shadows gathered, hope sparked somewhere.Then came the hands, precise and sure,Meanwhile,…
Walking Pneumonia: A Poetic Journey
First, a cough begins, soft yet dry,Then, a fever creeps as time slips by.Meanwhile, chills dance lightly on skin,Yet fatigue…