For two nights, a three-year-old boy battled pneumonia inside our HDU—every breath a plea, every beep a prayer.
His parents watched in silence as science and faith waged war through the night.
When dawn finally arrived, the fever had not just broken… a family’s belief in miracles had been reborn.

It was supposed to be a simple birthday gift — a Porsche toy car for my little boy.
But inside the hospital, destiny redirected that gift.
A child with Down’s syndrome. A sudden embrace. Tears that melted every wall in me.
This isn’t just a story about giving… it’s about the gift that gave back.

He gave me the strength to start.
Today, I invited Him to witness what we’ve built.
One glimpse. One moment. One silent promise.

Her 7-month-old daughter was mysteriously fading, and every doctor was stumped. The truth wasn't a rare disease; it was a deadly secret hidden in an everyday act of motherly love.

In the PICU, thought slows you down. This story is about moving fast with faith, trusting your team, and watching one boy fight back to life.

They don’t make doctors in classrooms.
They make them in chaos. In NICUs at 3 AM. In moments when you're the last one standing — and you don’t back down.
This isn’t about medicine. This is about becoming.
This is about the shift that nearly broke me…
and ended up defining me.

A 3AM emergency.
A promise to a 7-year-old boy.
A jersey that was never bought.

In this episode, I share the story of Rohan—and the Code Blue that didn’t just stop a heart… it broke mine.

People think being a doctor is all white coats and stethoscopes. Sometimes, it's just you in the back of a speeding ambulance at 2 AM, praying a tiny life makes it to sunrise. This is one of those stories.