**NEW ESSAY @thelancet.com **
On Boundaries and Being a Medical Relative.
This is about my father being unwell last year & what it was like to navigate being a medic & a relative of a patient.
Huge thanks to my family for letting me write about our story 🙏🏽
www.thelancet.com/journals/lan...
The cheers of the home crowd escaped the hospital room through open windows. “Another four!”, my father cried in frustration. England had scored yet another boundary against what was proving to be a hapless Indian side. I spent many hours last summer watching cricket on a tiny pay-per-view television screen at my father's bedside after he had been admitted to hospital. Watching cricket together was a familiar childhood experience, but this was a new situation—my first time as a medical relative.
