Ramble

As my time here is coming to an end, things are picking up.  This morning when I got up to go to the gym at 0330, I heard the giant voice "IDF on BAF, don IBA!"  So I woke up my roommates and we put on our battle rattle and went into the hallway.  I was thinking "just five more minutes and I would have been outside on my way to the gym.  A scary realization. 

As we were standing in the hall they were calling for the various folks; ER, OR, anesthesia...  We had a report of a mass cal that was to take place and I guess it happened today.  Thankfully there were only three injured, one death; an Afghan employee.

The day went as usual, I had two patients.  A very elderly Afghan man and a small three-year old child.  I have become attached to the children.  This adorable little boy was crossing the road when a taxi hit him.  I am thankful that we accepted him.  Right now he's in a a coma and I've been praying he'll wake up, no luck yet.  I asked Dr. Braxton to please fix him today because if this child dies, my heart will certainly break.  I don't know if it's the mother in me wanting to protect these little guys or if I just miss mine so much I've adopted them all in my heart.  His name is Fisel and he's so precious, so please say a prayer for him. 

His brother is his guardian and when he talks to Fisel, I see him respond hemodynamically.  This afternoon, a friend of the family showed up to gather information on him.  He said his parents are worried sick about his condition.  I gave them the only information I could, stable but not waking up.  The concern of the family and the love on the brother's face makes me want to gather anyone who thinks these people are "savages" and show them they are just like us!  

This post seems like a lot of rambling but my thoughts are jumbled today.  I keep thinking how much I want to be home, how much I want to have some alone time, I want to eat some normal food, take a bath, wear something different, how much I want the docs to quit thinking they are the only ones healing these people.  But on the other hand, I want to stay and do this wonderful work we're accomplishing over here.

I am so annoyed with anti-war protestors.  Do they think we want war?  Idiots, no one wants war it's just part of the human race.  I know what we're doing here is good, and we're showing these people that we care, maybe our time here will prevent the next bin Laden. 

Sorry for the rambling, just can't organize my thoughts today.