An almanac of pandemonium

Abstract

A New Year had started; a year projected to have many good changes and new beginnings for me. I was into the final months of my radiation oncology residency at a busy tertiary care centre with a dedicated cancer-care facility, with great plans of a much-needed break after my exams, world travel, and subsequently more learning in the later months of the year. Being in a trans-Atlantic relationship for 7 years, during the entirety of which I had been working in demanding departments like oncology and intensive care, our share of holding hands was limited to a few days in a year, and I had started this new year with those.