This one blueprint was intricately woven into my DNA and whispered directives to my psyche to obey all imprinted rules. Hence my entire existence had settled into a state of self-preservation.
My racing heartbeat, once a frenzied symphony of life’s urgency, gracefully transitioned into a more measured rhythm and my mind embarked on a journey beyond the world of health care. The room lay cloaked in a profound stillness as the frigid caress of the air conditioner permeated the room. I removed my clinic gown and gathered my keys and belongings. The countdown spiralled to zero as I turned off the light. It was Friday and the promise of a leisurely weekend hung palpably in the air. As I stepped out the door, a cascade of unrelenting scorching heat enveloped my body. Though I had seen the WhatsApp circulating from the always vigilant Meteorological Services of Botswana warning of a heat wave advancing through the region, I remained unprepared for its ferocious intensity.
