On some days, this is followed by an academic presentation on a particular topic, usually by a medical student or intern doctor. I look forward to these as they offer a good learning opportunity for everyone, even the attending doctors, and I particularly enjoy giving these presentations too. Afterwards, we go to see the patients in the wards. The main wards in our tertiary hospitals (specialist hospitals) are like halls within the hospital building, with beds crammed up to offer maximum capacity. The old steel dilapidated beds are often fully occupied, sometimes with a couple of patients lying on the cold cemented floors too. There is no privacy among the patients, and infection prevention between the sick is often a challenge. There is a grim atmosphere once you enter these wards, you can feel the hopelessness of the patients, and the hopeful eyes of their guardians praying for a miracle. Ironically, it comes with a sense of gratitude upon reminiscing on one’s own health. I am quickly reminded of my purpose and calling, and why doing my best is a matter of life and death. Several lives depend on it. During the ward round, we review and reassess the patients, and carry out any other tests or procedures as required. This is usually all covered in the morning while the rest of the day is spent completing carried over tasks, or tending to patients in the outpatient clinics.