A Solitary Day…..

Beginning last night, and lasting throughout most of the day today, the internet was out at my apartment.   That meant no Skype, and therefore no talking with my family.   It’s Saturday, and I’m not on call at the hospital this weekend, so the opportunity for personal contact was scarce.  I don’t yet haveContinue reading “A Solitary Day…..”

On the road again….

In my job contract there is mention of my duties at the Balclutha Hospital….yada, yada, yada….who reads that stuff?  Today, I got the Balclutha experience.  As it turns out, if you read the fine print (which was oddly the same font size as the rest of the contract) about every other week, I am toContinue reading “On the road again….”

What a difference a day makes…and resisting temptation.

Most of the patients we care for on the medical team are on the eighth floor (it’s a nine story building) of the hospital.  This is a view from the stroke ward window on the eighth floor.  Not too shabby.  In the US, we would say it’s the 9th floor, because we call the groundContinue reading “What a difference a day makes…and resisting temptation.”

One week in Dunedin….

It’s difficult to imagine it has only been one week since I arrived here.  What was so foreign a week ago, was less novel a few days later, is now almost a routine.  But then, if things ever get dull, I can go to the hospital. “Nil by Mouth” is a sign posted by someone’sContinue reading “One week in Dunedin….”