* Friday nights are always the hardest. This is a short story I am writing about cycling and an injury….
Read More
Recovery
Things Unseen.
Somehow, I knew God had a hand in it. You see, as medical students in our clinical years, we rotate…
Read More
Unless You Bless me.
She was a little old lady walking with a walking stick. But she walked in grand. There was a certain…
Read More
Osteopenia.
Sitting outside the scan room with a group of little old women, waiting patiently for my turn in a green…
Read More
Not my Battle.
* Wai Jia has been busy with preparations for the upcoming book, called A Taste of Rainbow. There have been…
Read More
10 out of 10.
Nothing prepared me for the intensity of the pain. It hit me like a dummy crash-car into a wall and…
Read More