Tagged with rural medicine

Farewell, Broome.

Farewell, Broome.

Dear Broome, It would feel unfinished, I think, to move on to one adventure without properly farewelling the last. And yeah yeah, I know…. My departure has had as many comebacks as a John Farnham farewell tour. But this time I’ve really gone for good. I remember when we first met. I was absolutely blown … Continue reading

The End of the Locum Road

The End of the Locum Road

After nearly 2 years, 13 jobs in 11 different towns across 4 states, having taken 85 flights and slept in more different beds than I’d care to count, my time as a locum has finally come to an end. I originally left my cushy city life in order to fulfill my return of service obligations … Continue reading

Broome Time

Broome Time

There are some times as a locum when I have to pinch myself and think “Really? Am I actually getting paid to be here? Wow, what a life!” Spending three weeks in Broome for my latest work trip was one of those times. With a population of around 16 000, Broome is the biggest and best known … Continue reading

Feeling at Home in Hedland

Feeling at Home in Hedland

When I told people that I was going to work in Port Hedland for a few weeks, the typical response was a wrinkled nose, a sympathetic murmur, or a well meaning warning … “you know it’s a bit of a shithole, right?” Admittedly, Hedland is not the most picturesque place in Australia. The landscape is stark; unfathomably long … Continue reading

Living the Island Life

Living the Island Life

Somebody pinch me, please? I’ve just had the most terrific two-week holiday locum on the gorgeous Kangaroo Island, Australia’s third largest island, located off the coast of South Australia. KI is known for its pristine wilderness, abundance of native wildlife, high quality produce and it’s enthusiastic rural doctors. I was based at the KI Medical Clinic … Continue reading

Battling Locum Burn-out

Battling Locum Burn-out

This morning I was sitting in the coffee-shop in the Perth domestic airport, filling in time before my Sunday morning flight. I’m getting to be a bit of a regular there now, almost at the stage where I can ask the barista for “the usual” with some degree of confidence. I was heading back to … Continue reading