Death singers and a lost relationship: My day out at the local cemetery
I attended an unusual event, part of a Death Festival put on by Pure Land Home Hospice, which supports end-of-life care guided by Buddhist teachings.…
Dr Pam Rachootin
Dr Rachootin is a GP in Adelaide, SA.
Dr Pam vs Medicare Robodebt: Who won?
I received a letter from Medicare informing me that I had been overpaid for a medical service after I had visited a specialist for a…
My patients started praying for me — the reason was surprising
At the end of a recent consult, my patient’s tone of voice changed and became very serious. I knew she had something important to tell…
When did the fun get sucked out of general practice?
I woke up recently to discover that a talent I had once shared with oysters had vanished. No longer could I transform the unending irritations…
Why do some patients trust shonks and quacks more than their GP?
Patient autonomy may have its merits, but it may also be the source of considerable angst. For the conscientious doctor working to minimise patient risk…
I thought my patient was going to hit me when I took his licence: A week later I was vindicated
My grandson Nathan and his friend had been playing with blocks when the teacher said it was time to tidy up. So Nathan started putting…
I’ve finally found a solution for my debilitating palpitations, but it’s a bit fishy
Some people are dependent on chocolate or caffeine, others on alcohol. They may feel they derive some benefit from their habits, often finding them pleasurable indulgences,…
Patients, even those who are doctors, crave a post-hospital debrief
I’ve found that patients need to discuss their time in hospital to help them process the experience, both emotionally and cognitively. It also provides invaluable…
‘If you do not exist, you can do no harm’: A (very) grim fairy tale
Once upon a time, millions of years in the future, on a planet light-years away, there lived a small colony of breeding doctors. They were…
I learnt to wipe my bum years ago — there’s no need to send me to the ‘CPD trade school’
I feel that the byline of this article should really be shared with its co-author, my three-year-old grandson, Nathan. My daughter was wiping Nathan’s bottom…
