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The adventures and life of a Specialist Nurse in Upper GI and Bariatric surgery. If you then double and triple this by having a primary school age child AND being married to another Nurse then you have double the trouble….aehm I mean fun. Hobbies are playing chess, board games and being taxi for our son!!!

Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this blog are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  • Disclaimer: These are my personal reflections and observations, not those of my employer, the Upper GI team, or the NHS at large. No patients were harmed in the making of this blog — although several colleagues may have been mildly traumatized by my coffee consumption levels. So: I’m officially on annual leave this week — Read more

  • 🩺 Disclaimer: All opinions expressed are my own and not those of the NHS, the NMC, or the Upper GI team—who, while excellent at managing perforated ulcers and bile leaks, remain strangely uninterested in my 2k split times. No scopes were delayed, no patients were harmed, and no MDT WhatsApp threads were consulted before publishing Read more

  • Disclaimer: This blog entry is provided for academic and professional discussion only. The views expressed are the author’s own and do not necessarily represent those of the NHS, the author’s employing organization, or any affiliated professional bodies. No patient‑identifiable information or confidential material is included. The content complies with the Nursing & Midwifery Council (NMC) Read more

  • Disclaimer:No cricket stumps were harmed in the making of this blog. Any technical inaccuracies about the rules of cricket are entirely the fault of the author’s nationality and complete bewilderment at the concept of “overs,” “wickets,” and why everyone claps politely when someone gets out. Please direct any corrections to the ECB or possibly Legoland. Read more

  • And just like that, we’ve hung up the mini rackets for a little while. Last weekend marked the last tennis tournament for the next 4–6 weeks — and where better to take a breather than the sunny(ish) courts of Yeovil? We picked Yeovil for a few very sensible reasons: The Pre-Game Ritual Like any seasoned Read more

  • Disclaimer: All post-match snacks were ethically sourced from the McFlurry machine. No rackets were harmed in the making of this blog. Additional Disclaimer: Fish may have been shared. Chips were not. Last weekend saw us return to the sunny (and slightly smug) courts of Bideford for another round of U9 tennis — same ARC venue, Read more

  • Disclaimer:This blog reflects personal views and is written in accordance with the NMC Social Media Guidelines and the Code of Conduct. All patient details are anonymised or excluded. We’re back! After a bit of a hiatus, Somerset NHS Foundation Trust’s Upper GI and Bariatric Team will once again step into the academic limelight at the Read more

  • Pancreatic cysts in a high-definition era Routine cross-sectional imaging now detects fluid-filled lesions in up to 13 % of adults undergoing abdominal scans (Kruse & Paulson, 2024). Although most cysts are innocuous, a biologically important minority represent or can evolve into pancreatic ductal adenocarcinoma (PDAC). Pathologically they fall into two broad camps: Familial cancer syndromes Read more

  • As this is a work related post first things first: Disclaimer: This blog post adheres to the NMC Social Media Guidance. It reflects personal, evidence-based analysis and is not a substitute for individual clinical judgment. Ok, that off the table now – shall we: A quiet revolution has just landed in British GP surgeries — Read more

  • Well, we’re back. Not just from Bideford, North Devon, but back at that special venue — the Atlantic Racquet Centre (ARC), where our son played his first ever tournament just over a year ago. Back then it was U8s, big nerves, little rackets, and a slightly confused parent brigade googling what “Red ball” meant. Fast Read more