Surgeon

(Please note: This is going to be a very sad, bloody and horrifying story. I want to record it as it's going to be part of my memory for life. If you are interested in reading, forgive me for the medical terms and be prepared.)

I'm glad I can work with Philip, the Sri Lankan German Gynecologist. He has so much experience in the humanitarian work. He had joined 17 projects in Africa. I learnt a lot from him in last two days.

Yesterday was the hottest day I ever had in the last week. It seemed it was a low pressure zone. It was cloudy and dusty. Someone said it was 50'C in the tent in the afternoon. I hoped it would rain.

Let me tell you some more about our colleagues and the hospital.

There are only around fifteen cases left for me. I had my ward round and made the management plan for most of my patients in the morning. A lot of them are suffering from gun-shot wounds, traffic accidents, or burns.

I finally arrived at Aweil with another nutrition nurse from Australia on today. 

It's 3 March, Sunday. I'm in the MSF-France Juba guest house. I arrived here on 1 March, Friday afternoon. We have to take the cargo planes from Juba to Aweil. They are supposed to take the relief to different areas.

Hello! Finally, I'm flying to Africa this afternoon and will arrive Aweil by tomorrow afternoon.

I'm now waiting at Brussels Airport for a transit flight to Paris for the debriefing at MSF-France Office.

It's my last call duty last night. Perhaps I'm a bit excited, I can't sleep any more after about only one and a half hour's sleep.