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Book Review: Hot Lights Cold Steel... an inspiring Read.

Hey Everyone
Its Anu !

 With a mindset and a tight pony tail, I  decided I was all set to continue my work, which was , to study. To study the same thing I was going over since last 3 years in expectation it would be over one day, which was   after a 3 hr exam.
Due to the current scenario  and the pandemic conditions, the exams are getting postponed and hence , the preparation of exam is still going on, at it's own pace. 
 To keep myself motivated  , I read  , something  related to my subjects.

 The book that left its mark on me was Hot Lights Cold Steel. It is truly a marvel It is about  the journey of becoming a surgeon . The doctor or the-surgeon-in-making Dr. Collins' experiences are well described. Well, I heard this book as an audiobook on YouTube  , so if you are interested in going through  the journey , you could find it easily. Hot Lights Cold Steel


Starting from knowing nothing about the field he was entering into ,to end up becoming the Chief Resident is really inspiring to know .The narration of the whole series of events is funny and light  over the course of  reading but there are segments where it gets serious with the question of life and death.Hot Lights Cold Steel
Various aspects in a doctor's life, like financial aspect or the personal life are described too. The experiences of Dr. Collins are worth  going thought.
              (From google images)


Inspiring.
 There are so many experiences and situations to feel the adrenalin rush.
 The biggest learning I got from the book was, at times the result matters ,instead of the efforts you put in. What do u think about it . Hot Lights Cold Steel.inspiring 


 Do let me know if you have read any books regarding doctors and their lives.

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Hoping to hear from you guys soon .
Bye for now !

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