Case Report:Acute Phytobezoar-Induced Gastrointestinal Toxicity Following Ingestion of Phytolacca acinosa (Indian Pokeweed)

Abstract Background: Phytolacca acinosa, commonly known as Indian Pokeweed, is often mistaken for edible spinach. While young shoots are consumed in some cultures after rigorous boiling, the mature leaves contain potent triterpene saponins and phytolaccatoxin. Case Presentation: A 50-year-old female presented with rapid-onset (3 hours) severe nausea, projectile vomiting, watery diarrhea, and abdominal cramping after … Continue reading Case Report:Acute Phytobezoar-Induced Gastrointestinal Toxicity Following Ingestion of Phytolacca acinosa (Indian Pokeweed)

In Bhutanese context

Where would you go on a shopping spree? Oh, how exciting it would be to go on a shopping trip to Bhutan! I would expect to discover unique modern finds intertwined with traditional goods. I would begin my shopping extravaganza at Thimphu's Centenary Farmers Market so I can buy fresh, organic food. I would scoop … Continue reading In Bhutanese context

Chapter 4:Toxic Air: When Hope Turns to Despair

What are three objects you couldn't live without? A Phone Clothes Food The day had been a gentle balm, a soft breeze after a storm. A successful antenatal check-up, a confirmation that both mother and child were well, filled us with a fragile sense of peace. We shared a hearty meal at her brother's house, … Continue reading Chapter 4:Toxic Air: When Hope Turns to Despair

Chapter 3: The Unseen Scars

Describe the most ambitious DIY project you've ever taken on. A Story of Love and Isolation The day stretched, a weary, gray ribbon of hospital corridors and hushed anxieties. It began, as many days did, with the delicate, ever-shifting landscape of my wife's emotions. She, my one true love, bloomed and withered with an almost … Continue reading Chapter 3: The Unseen Scars

Dreamt a Sunshine; Lived a Darkness

If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why? Chapter Two: The Phone Calls of Pain: When Silence Speaks Louder Dear Nightmare, It was the darkest night of my life. I saw my wife in tears. I asked her why she was crying. I asked her why she … Continue reading Dreamt a Sunshine; Lived a Darkness