You've made it. Years of hard work, sleepless nights and sacrifice have brought you here, and you're a doctor now. Yet as that first on-call shift approaches, something doesn't feel quite right.
The clinical anxiety is real: unwell patients, fast decisions, a weight of responsibility you have never carried before. That alone would be hard enough.
Something else sits at the back of your mind, though. You're a Muslim, and you haven't yet worked out where that fits into any of this.
Years pass, and you look back. You became a competent doctor, but somewhere along the way - quietly, with no one raising an alarm - you gave something precious up, and nobody was there to warn you it was happening… Until now.