Happy Doctors' Day
If the choice of studying Medicine and Surgery had not been mine, on several fateful days in the past, I would have been angry with the person who counseled me to study the profession. A particular encounter remains indelible. The year was 2011. On that day, I was unfortunate to be on 24 hours duty in my hospital of postgraduate training. A woman had just been admitted into the labour ward when I took over from my colleague who had worked overnight. Work load was heavy as usual but tolerable. The woman's progress in labour was initially as expected - a relief for any medical professional monitoring women in the twilight hours of their pregnancy. Then the cervix stopped dilating. Her contractions were adequate in strength and frequency but her uterus (womb) stopped opening when it got to 5cm. The baby is expected to be delivered after the cervix must have reached 10cm in diameter. The woman kept shouting due to painful distress. The vital signs of her organs remained stable; likewi...