Choices by Eugene Leung

Choices Eugene Leung Medical Radiation Sciences (Radiation Therapy) Year 2 Patient just laying there, head first into the machine. No voice, just grunts and hand gestures. Not that if he wanted to talk he could. Hole in his throat, post-total laryngectomy. He winces as he takes out his tracheostomy tube Phlegm and mucus gathering in … Continue reading Choices by Eugene Leung

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This month’s student submission: Choices by Eugene Leung

Choices Eugene Leung, Medical Radiation Sciences (Radiation Therapy) Year 2 Patient just laying there, head first into the machine. No voice, just grunts and hand gestures. Not that if he wanted to talk he could. Hole in his throat, post-total laryngectomy. He winces as he takes out his tracheostomy tube Phlegm and mucus gathering in his … Continue reading This month’s student submission: Choices by Eugene Leung

“A Caregiver Speaks Out” by Peter Farag (1T7)

Author's Note: It was to be a straightforward client visit as part of the CCAC field activity in DOCH 1. Arrive at 2pm, ask the questions outlined on page 101 , and return to MAM by 5pm. What we did not expect is how the client's caregiver would turn this visit into an opportunity to passionately advocate … Continue reading “A Caregiver Speaks Out” by Peter Farag (1T7)

A Feast for the Senses (Ben Chin-Yee)

They say smell is the sense most linked to memory But I doubt this stench of formaldehyde will help me to remember The path of cranial nerve III, or the branches of the celiac artery The origin and insertion of the flexor digiti minimi? I cannot recall… In our visual world, smell the neglected sense … Continue reading A Feast for the Senses (Ben Chin-Yee)

MSIGECAPS … and I (Justin Oh)

Moist eyes on murky silt of morning dews Scant layer of oxygen in the atmosphere Incandescent light, dim and unclear. And I Gasp for respite, right now. Right here. “Eternity is long enough for a joke.” So mom, I will Come back by breakfast, I hope it’s bacons. As I look down, soft concrete bed … Continue reading MSIGECAPS … and I (Justin Oh)

Skin (Richard Selzer)

I sing of skin, layered fine as baklava, whose colors shame the dawn, at once the scabbard upon which is writ our only signature, and the instrument by which we are thrilled, protected, and kept constant in our natural place. Here is each man bagged and trussed in perfect amiability. See how it upholsters the … Continue reading Skin (Richard Selzer)

A Surgeon’s Mass (Travis Schroeder)

The Priest scrubs in with Holy Water And washes me as well. The sign of the cross marks the site of incision. Bright lights outline a choir of angels. Their robes hang loosely, Hands folded in front, Careful not to touch. Everything is covered, Made holy and unblemished. The Surgeon speaks and I repeat. A … Continue reading A Surgeon’s Mass (Travis Schroeder)