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Travel Blogs from Stanger
... with Nicky and her family where we had loads of fun with my nephew Jacob. He is SO cute and his smile and laughter is contagious.
On Saturday we moved to Martin's Aunt Lorna and her family where we've spent the last 3 nights in their very beautiful home (see page 27 of the July issue of Garden and Home!)
Yesterday we rather stressfully posted our passports via DHL to Pretoria, just 3 days before we hope to leave ...
... harmonised song. Lea by the shift leader (are they picked for choral talent?) the casualty shift breaks into to melodic gospel song.
Makes the hairs on my neck stand clear of my scrubs. Elsewhere in the hospital another group start, paediatric AE or medical outpatients follow until the entire weary blurry-eyed place lights up in jolly African song.
For a moment your tiredness and the problems of trying to get the old Gogo (granny) in the second bed admitted ('on ...
... in, his face bloodied. 'Head-on smash on the motorway’ he says.
An entire minibus is on its way and no one has phoned in advance. Not that we had any beds anyway.
Another ambulance arrives in even greater commotion. A cardiac arrest is in process in the ambulance back. Wheeling the defibulator as close was we can get to the doors the 20 year old driver of the vehicle is rushed in.
We try for thirty minutes without much hope. ...
... the department as we all did at the end of our day shifts with a log jam of wheel chairs and a handover of half worked up patients. What can one do when they arrive at 3:30pm en mass as they evitably do?
The department was especially cramped today with patients, trolleys, drip stands and wheel chairs everywhere. The whole hospital teems on Mondays. Pharmacy, medical outpatients, the various clinics are packed. ...
... shades of the small lamps and all is peace.
I am gathering energy for my second enormous 24hr night shift. It’s ridiculous really. I’ll start work at 8am tomorrow and finish at 8am on Friday. Then I’ll be off work on Friday, depending on how much sleep I get, that is. And, then on Saturday night I’m back there again from 4pm to 8am. A rota written by sadists.
We started at Stanger last Monday, over one week ago. It’s a ...