in the tranquil expanse of our minds, where thoughts resemble the soft whispers of leaves, let us ponder upon the notion of medicine, a realm where the invisible becomes visible through the lens of healing. the journey of healing begins before it visibly starts, in the whispered corridors of preadmission, where protocols are not chains that bind but rather keys that unlock the portals of recovery. here, in the heart of compassion, there is no space for ridicule, for every soul is a garden waiting to bloom. we restart from baseline, with every breath, embracing the invisible essence of medicine as a sacred art, guiding us towards serenity and wholeness.