brings back memories Very funny and touching account Alice. Brought back memories from 17 years ago - God - it feels like such a long time, but apparently nothing much has changed and Casualties are the same everywhere in India. I remember a Saw like room as well in my A & E in Madras. Once I attended a debridement and amputation of an arm from a drunk jaywalker who went under a bus. I knew instantly I didnt want to be surgeon. I swear I still remember the knife grating against the bone and grit in the muddy bloodied arm.
My secretary read your blog as well (hope you dont mind) and she was amazed as well. Shouldn't you be asking about the cost of your royal life and legion servants - before it is too late? Dishwashing is not particularly attractive in India.
And don't come back unless you can tick off at least half the cultural things on that list I gave you - you will never be forgiven if you spent all your saturdays and sundays in the hospital. Have you ben to the beach? river boats? dance programmes? eaten fried fish with the local booze (in safe company of course)?
And I am very jealous of you learning so quickly on the ECG - I still havent managed to get my head around it. Have fun and keep us posted.
SS
1st blog Hi darling
1st blog made me laugh but also nervous. My mates are asking "didn't you teach Alice not to get in strange mens' cars lmao. take care and can't wait for some pics xxxx
God Bless You Child Glad you have had a real adventure - although I note it didn't take you long to break hearts - starting with the plane guy. Obviously he was an innocent nice stalker to have and now you have missed the opportunity!
And I am so sorry about the air-bag - I need to send another apology letter to you.
Make friends with the girls at the place you are staying - and go around with them (safer than going to the movies by yourself)
Have fun (and keep the bites and diarhhoea count down to below 1000 if possible)
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brings back memories
Very funny and touching account Alice. Brought back memories from 17 years ago - God - it feels like such a long time, but apparently nothing much has changed and Casualties are the same everywhere in India. I remember a Saw like room as well in my A & E in Madras. Once I attended a debridement and amputation of an arm from a drunk jaywalker who went under a bus. I knew instantly I didnt want to be surgeon. I swear I still remember the knife grating against the bone and grit in the muddy bloodied arm. My secretary read your blog as well (hope you dont mind) and she was amazed as well. Shouldn't you be asking about the cost of your royal life and legion servants - before it is too late? Dishwashing is not particularly attractive in India. And don't come back unless you can tick off at least half the cultural things on that list I gave you - you will never be forgiven if you spent all your saturdays and sundays in the hospital. Have you ben to the beach? river boats? dance programmes? eaten fried fish with the local booze (in safe company of course)? And I am very jealous of you learning so quickly on the ECG - I still havent managed to get my head around it. Have fun and keep us posted. SS