Mikka. Unapologetically American, spent about as much time in Germany as he did in the US, though.

Former Combat Medic, flight paramedic, humanitarian aid coordinator with the International Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies.

Jumps out of perfectly good airplanes for fun and sometimes for work.

The perfect first date is a mix of “things I found in a patient’s rectum” and “if I could carry concealed only one handgun for the rest of my life, it’d be a…”

Now Intensive Care and Critical Care specialist with a thing for fungi and protozoa but not opposed to bacteria and viruses, either.

Trained to be a cook once, but that didn’t last. Also wrote code, worked as a bouncer, drove logging trucks, and got a degree in Psychology. Doesn’t believe in singular callings.

Fighting since 2018 to have his name legally changed to “Mikka, MD,” still on a losing streak that might end in 2025, if all go(r)es well.

Wrote a book on critical flight care that maybe six people read.

Important: Even though I donate 33% of my work time to humanitarian projects, I will never ask you for donations. These are covered by grants and NGO. Any fundraisers are 100% fakes, please let me know if you find them (they crop up every once in a while).

Anything I write here is my own and are my opinions. I am neither paid nor otherwise encouraged to have a specific outlook on things, I do not monetize my online presence in any form. My employer and the European Centre for Disease Prevention and Control, neither endorse nor care what I think.