Strength can be born even in the darkest of our times.
Here's another proof that I am probably losing my shit- my rendition to the good old nursery rhymes...med school style :p Am I missing my easy childhood days? May be. Am I missing it in a healthy way? You tell me! Also, if you're feeling extra rebellious today then sing these aloud in their original... Continue Reading →
Like a hormone, for its receptor Not just any, but its suitor I haunt, crawl, stroll and saunter Looking for my lost receptor. Picky, finicky, so pernickety Alpha, Beta, cAMP, IP3 What I need, can't see What I want, cannot be. I need a receptor, I need it now Find my target, get to plough ... Continue Reading →