Jean Bandersnatch was not going to take no for an answer. She wanted to see her husband, and she wanted to see him now. That, of course, was against protocol since he was not only under arrest but being held under suicide watch by armed guards in the secure unit of the psych ward ...

The secure ward of St. Sebastian Medical Center’s inpatient psychiatric unit, where suicidal patients were placed for observation and safety, was sequestered behind a separate door on the inpatient floor of the hospital. A large sign with red block letters reading “Elopement Risk” was screwed to the solid oak door that had a heavy magnetic ...

Welcome to Strange Medicine—a series of nonfiction articles based on recent journal-published, peer-reviewed case studies, review articles, meta-studies, scientific studies, and primary literature. Each relates to events that made the medical community’s eyes widen and scratch their heads, though, please note that all are significant toward scientific and medical progress because they also forced us ...

Read Part 1 here   “Dammit!” he said. He grabbed the phone and dialed Dr. Eckhart. It rang four times, and when Manny heard the voice on the other end, he thought it sounded like the pretty receptionist. “Dr. Eckhart’s office. How can I help you?” “Hi, sweetie. This is Manny Trinsic. I have some ...

Coronavirus has been affecting everyone around the world differently. I believe that our emotions and thoughts of the virus differ based on the roles we currently hold in society. “Essential workers” are those who have been working on the frontlines, exposed to society and the virus, who are risking their health, the health of their ...

 Check Out Waking Up: The First Day – Part 1. ~ Who’s Michael? Devoid of perception, I am falling. I am aware of nothingness. Neither asleep nor awake, the existence of time suggests I’m alive. A crooning infiltrates my perception. “My son is back.” A tachycardia alarm shakes me as nausea changes gravity’s directions in ...

A rhythmic beeping permeated the darkness. A warmth squeezed somewhere at something. Then, there was light. An impulse twitched and flicked my soon to be recognized eyelids. In my periphery, a soft blue blur came into focus. It draped over an arm – my arm. My tremoring vision followed my left arm to the source ...

Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter One, Part One Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter One, Part Two Read: I’m No Ordinary Girl, Chapter Two, Part One   Chapter 2: Where Am I? My parents rush to my bedside, and I grab my dad’s finger like the day I was born. My dad always tells ...

I know that being a doctor cannot be easy. Almost every day, you make choices that will have a lasting impact on the lives of patients and their families. When operating, their lives are in your hands. One mistake can end a life as quickly as the answer can save one. I respect what you ...