You've made it. Years of hard work, sleepless nights, and sacrifice. You're a doctor now. But 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've never carried before. That's hard enough.
But there's something else sitting in the back of your mind. You're a Muslim. And you haven't figured out where that fits into all of this yet.
Years pass. You look back. You became a competent doctor. But somewhere along the way, quietly, without anyone raising an alarm — you gave something precious up. And no one was there to warn you it was happening.
Until now.