Adarsh Nath
Emergency Physician | Writer
Author of Letters from the ER
Written between resuscitations.
Updated weekly.
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I work in Emergency Medicine.That means I live inside minutes that decide everything.
Trauma bays. Resuscitation rooms.
The long, fluorescent hours where lives arrive unannounced and leave unfinished.For over half a decade, I’ve worked across emergency departments in Bangalore, where urgency is constant, resources are finite, and decisions do not wait for certainty.My training did not end with protocols or degrees.
It continued in the adrenaline of every code blue.
In the silence after a pulse fails to return.
In the ritual of holding a life, and sometimes, letting it go.My hands know CPR.
My eyes know when it won’t help.This isn’t just medicine.
It’s memory.
It’s grief.
It’s awe.I write to make sense of what remains,
and to show what Emergency Medicine in India truly is:
fast, sacred, chaotic, and deeply human.
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These are the same stories,
just with a heartbeat.Recorded between shifts.
Spoken in the aftermath.
For those who still listen after the silence.
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One letter.
Every Friday.Visceral. Raw.
Straight from the ER.
You can leave anytime.
But you probably won't.

Suggested readings from the archive:Letter V
He Died Watching Me
Letter II
When the ER Came Home
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