DR. WAJEEHA ISSUES

Hello As I stepped into the room filled with leaders in emergency medicine in London, a wave of nervousness washed over me. This was one of my first high-profile conferences in the UK, and I couldn't help but feel like a fish out of water. I had spent days meticulously planning every detail – from my outfit to my introduction – in an attempt to make a good impression. I settled on wearing a light pink and black outfit, thinking it would convey a sense of approachability, warm and friendliness. However, as I looked around the room, I couldn't help but notice that most attendees were clad in shades of black, blue, and grey. My initial confidence waned, and I suddenly felt conspicuous in my pastel attire.                                                  This is AI generated image As the conference kicked off, I introduced myself to a few attendees and quickly realized that my worries about wardrobe choices were a bit misplaced. The content of the conference was far more important

  Hello all Today was a bit of a rollercoaster. Someone made me feel less-than, like I wasn't worth much. I think more than others its the imposter syndrome from within that makes me question. But when I took a step back and looked at my day, I saw something pretty cool. I learned how to roast chicken, ( Youtube university) and I pulled off hosting a party for eight awesome people. It hit me – despite the rough start, I had an amazing day. If I met somebody who would pull this off and feel unworthy of themselves , I would pep them up. Life's boot camp taught me that even when someone tries to rain on your parade, there's always a silver lining waiting to shine through. Cheers to learning, growing, and turning the not-so-great moments into something amazing! 🌟 Here is a picture :) So far so much Cheers!

Hello everyone, In the middle of my busy night shift when I was working in the pediatric emergency department, a little dynamo named 'L' brightened up everything. This five-year-old with big blue eyes brought a daily dose of joy into the routine chaos of medical tasks. 'L' and I had our own special routine. We'd chat about superheroes, give each other high-fives like we were champions, and turn taking medicine into a playful adventure. Pills became magic potions, and inhalers were dragons to be conquered. It was a couple of hours they were in ED. He said he does not like the colors initially later after lot of 'talking' he gave in. It was finally to say goodbye to the lovely family with some medicines and advice. As I glanced at him, with a quick, excited shuffle, he handed me a crumpled paper from his coloring book. On it was a drawing of a blue elephant – his masterpiece. His eyes sparkled with innocence as he scampered away, leaving me with a heart full o

Hello all, Welcome back to the BCT Series, where life is an adventure, and the challenges are as diverse as the flavors in a well-cooked meal. In this edition, we delve into the world of "Code Kitchen," where my culinary journey evolved from disaster to delight, all thanks to a dash of homesickness and a sprinkle of Emergency Room (ED) magic.  Kitchen Catastrophes to Culinary Triumphs: Let's rewind the clock to a time when ordering takeout was my culinary specialty. I was a horrible cook, to put it mildly. However, fate took me to the UK, and homesickness became the unexpected sous chef in my kitchen. Yearning for the tastes of home, I decided to brave the world of pots, pans, and spices. My culinary experiments began with ambitious attempts to mimic my mum's cooking. Spoiler alert: it didn't go well initially. Burnt offerings and unidentifiable concoctions became my signature dishes. But, as they say, necessity is the mother of invention, or in my case, the mothe