Month: August 2016

I’ve decided our brains are the most weirdly wired bit of equipment around. 

Yesterday we had our Plastics study day – a really great day, I might add – and amongst the fantastic presentations was one on burns. So there I am, listening away, fascinated and horrified by turns, when a picture is put up of a young black guy, intubated, for debridement of his facial burns. Now his burns were way worse than what Chaps and I got, but it pushed some damned button in my head, and next thing I know I have tears running down my face. 

WTF is that all about? Why should I get upset about injuries that didn’t  stress me at the time, seven months later? Who knows. Maybe it’s just realising how lucky we are, subconsciously .   Maybe coz he looked like a beardless Chaps and I miss my friend. 

This was taken about ten days after our accident so our  faces were   healing  nicely. Still keeping out of the sun, though. 

We had a peri-op study day last Saturday too. One of our anaesthetists presented on the portable anesthetic machine he and a friend have developed for third world use. It’s very clever. 

He’s Dr. John Hyndman. The unit closes up into a box you can carry. A wonderful invention. 

Aren’t Kiwis a clever bunch!!  

  

With my heart still dragging the feet, so to speak, in Africa, my next trip takes me in the opposite direction really. I’m off to Alaska, so a more different experience would be hard to find. 

I’m actually going at the behest of a friend, a relative in fact,  who’s had a brush with the dreaded Ca. It’s something that’s been on his bucket list of places to visit and I’m the lucky one  he’s asked to go with him!! 

It’ll be a total change from the back packing trip to Africa, with nice places to stay and a cruise on a fancy ship to finish the adventure. I said “If this boat looks like sinking, I’m heading for the bar! The water will be too damn cold for swimming!”

It will be an awesome trip and I’m really looking forward to it, but I must admit, a chunk of my heart just wants to go straight back to Africa!! Next year!! 

So I’ve got my e-visas sorted, online which makes it easy, and the requisite six months left on my passport!! Tickets booked and paid for, warm clothes ready!! Must remember togs. Bound to find a hotel with a pool or sauna! 

30 days till take off on adventure number two of 2016. Aren’t I  the lucky chick!!