A Sweet Treat
Click, clack. The freshly mopped tile floor is rather noisy. “ Right, it’s still room 501.” I think to myself. I open the door. Beep beep. The bed is occupied.
Sign-Out
[Second place winner in the Synapse Storytelling Contest non fiction category.] Every evening on the medicine service, patients are handed...
Butterflies and Salt
I like butterflies and butterflies like salt. In the Amazon Rainforest the butterflies land on me desperate for sodium when...
Familial Mediterranean Fever: A Genetic False Alarm and the Old Drug That Quiets It
K the Martian
[Second place winner in the Synapse Storytelling Contest's fiction category.] There was once a small Martian called K who was...
Midfield
Being an OB-GYN, I imagine, is a lot like playing center midfield.
Necessary Demographic
I’ve recently realized, and it’s kind of scary but I am a demographic that is necessary I am from a...
A Thursday in Trivandrum
It rained the way only Kerala knows how— without hesitation, without edges.
This Date in UCSF History: Engineering Fear
[Originally published in Synapse on Sept. 29, 1983.] In question is whether transforming living organisms or creating new ones could...
What’s in a Name?
[First place winner of the Synapse Storytelling Contest Non Fiction category.] When I was sixteen, I was diagnosed with polycystic...