hospital life

so it turns out that this blog tends to deviate slightly from topics of the hospital. oh well. anywho, the next few posts should be directly related to life in the public service. time is flying and the halfway mark of the year is swiftly approaching. so what have i learned so far that i can pass on to eager/ 2nd rounded and gatvol physio students? 

when you arrive in your room, you may find a heater is already there. a heater? what would you need a heater for in the transkei? well first off, it rains so much in the summer that your clothes will grow mould without one. secondly, the hospital doesn't charge for electricity. there is nothing better than being toasty warm in winter.

 don't expect too much, its better to be pleasantly surprised than frustrated.

 things go wrong in the transkei, be prepared to go without.

 you never get another community service, unless you are incompetent (no names mentioned) so enjoy it. go on as many courses and conferences as you can. without doubt go to the eastern cape DOH community service induction (more info coming) dry needling is fantastic and painful and everyone is a sceptic for you to convert

there is no xhosa word for physiotherapist. saying i-physiotherapist doesn't help. just deal with getting called doctor. learn to say "i have no medication"... "hai, andi amayesi" usually works

if cape town is south africa's beautiful face and joburg is the armpit, then umtata is in between the barefoot, not often washed, toes of south africa. umtata can take an hour to get through on pay day. don't go to umtata on payday.

if you must go to umtata, someone decided to put the only decent shops there, shop at savoy spar. it will surprise you. it doesn't carry just your average spar stuff. it also has fairly secure parking and a tops right next door. yay!

coming soon: how to bunk lectures at community service induction; and a return to rob's beach cottage. oh yes