So you may all be thinking- hang on a second, since her illness has Heidi found the pressure too much to bear, so packed a Jilly Cooper novel and her scrappy pink sarong and found herself a seat in a ‘fancy’ hotel in Juba drinking tea and stoney tangawizi (ginger beer) whilst James is busy doing all the hard work, physical and emotional!! But do not fear, I too am here suffering the joys and frustrations of Juba. From being phoned by James to come and help and finding him frustrated standing alone on the medical ward because no other doctors have turned up, so I sweep to his ‘rescue’ and stand with him as any good wife should, to standing next to an anaesthetic medical assistant gently planting seeds of better practice (well, what I see as better practice so I stand to be corrected of course). Then seeing that same anaesthetist standing up for himself when the theatres staff – nurses, medical students and even surgeon come in to ask why he is being so slow waking the patient up when they need to get on with the list; waking a patient up after anaesthesia is not yet seen as an in-theatre job....... so shuwiya, shuwiya (slowly, slowly).
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