When I was young, I've always asked my mom for medical toy sets. I had kidney basins and forceps of various colors and sizes, and a couple of stethoscopes.
February, the month of love and beating hearts, always makes me contemplate the pacemaker in my chest. I had it in 2013, two months before Supertyphoon “Yolanda”— the tragedy that made me decide to return to humanitarian work for good.