A rarely talked about truth is how the act of learning is really messy. Whenever I learn a new skill I always go back to how I learned to play the guitar. Probably because this was the first skill I truly learned by myself; no books, no teachers. Just listening to loads of music and doodling… Continue reading The Messiness Of Learning
Super specialisation in the last few decades has become commonplace. In the hospital we now have surgeons who can only operate on hands for example. Other doctors often joke that some of these surgeons only operate on the left hand and not the right. But even the doctors who don't consider themselves super-specialised are nowadays.… Continue reading Divided Knowledge
NEVER ask: "What do you want to be when you're older?". Instead ask: "What would you like your life to be like when you're older?"
How do you figure out what advice to listen to? Most of the advice that you come across from books, courses, teachers, articles etc is very general. You know the type of advice intuitively as you've already heard the answers a million times. For example, I recently came across an article where the interviewer was… Continue reading Specifically Not Obvious
I received a letter from a fellow healthcare worker the other day. She wrote to me regarding a patient of mine, demanding that I "do something". Her letter was, to be quite honest, rude and uncalled for. She knew very well that I had already seen the patient, assessed the patient correctly and that the… Continue reading What It’s Like To Start A Business
There's an old business story about a cookie factory owner. His company was making millions of cookies and was very profitable. However, his board was always asking for more profits. One day the cookie factory owner thought of a great idea! "What if we got rid of 1 of the 13 spices we put in… Continue reading I Can Guarantee Something That Will Never Ever Change And It’s Where To Find All The Opportunities.
"I stink, therefore I tram." I spent some time living in Prague, Czech Republic. The summers would get really hot and I couldn't help but notice that the Czechs had a strange aversion to deodorants. This would become painfully obvious when riding the public trams. I wasn't the only person that noticed this, but of… Continue reading Don’t Say That!