Hello loved ones. This one is definitely long overdue. I cannot even begin to recall all the things that have happened since my last blog, but I will endeavour to give you some insight into my vietnamese month. OK, so last time I wrote, I had had a few shifts at Cho Ray. The following week, I arrived on the ward feeling hot, sweaty and dreading my shift. I was greeted by a rather friendly little Vietnamese man wearing a white coat. He asked my name and after I told him, I asked whether he was a medical student - I figured he must be as none of the doctors had been this nice. He laughed for a good few seconds before informing me that, no, he had not been a student for 20 years and
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