Several years ago, I wrote a piece about my experience of personal grief while working as an emergency physician in Australia. The grief I experienced was due to the untimely death of my older brother Martin — a high-achieving lawyer and sportsman — who slowly withered away as he lost his battle with a rare and aggressive lymphoma. It is fair to say that his death broke me, but …
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Two years ago, something happened that — not to be overly dramatic — changed my life, including my everyday experience of my job as an emergency specialist.
My older brother, Martin died of a rare and aggressive form of non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma that spread despite every treatment that was thrown at it.
When he was dying, I managed to unleash in myself a raging anxiety, which caught me by surprise. In the year …
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