One of the things that make other medical blog sites out there interesting is the clinical anecdotes. The small but profound accounts of another doctor’s minor triumphs and disasters. The stories that we can identify and sympathise with. Those aspects of a doctor’s work that are intensely personal and human.
It may have been noticed that I do not post such anecdotes. This is not because I do not have any such stories to tell. I have probably as many as any of my colleagues and occasionally I am tempted to recount them, but I always resist this temptation.
If I were to start down that path I would inevitably start giving away personal details, my speciality, my location and my history. As sure as night follows day it would not be long before I was identified.
This is something I would rather not happen. This is why I do not respond to comments on my blog that appear to me to be putting out feelers. I give no feedback to personal questions. The only facts I have given are that I am a currently practising NHS Consultant and have been qualified for over 30 years. There is an assumption amongst some readers that I am male, which I will neither confirm nor deny.
Remaining totally anonymous is something I value highly. It gives me an extraordinary level of freedom to express what I think and believe. It means I can reprint statements and articles that got the original authors into hot water. I can make criticisms of the highest on the medical landscape. I am able to criticise hospital managers, including my own if I wish, and voice my opinions of their actions. All without fear of suffering what happened to these unfortunates. (1) (2) (3) (4)
I am in real life an obscure and unremarkable individual, and I would like it to stay that way.