The Struggles of a Young Resident Doctor CHAPTER 1. When Raymond was a young child of about 6 years of age, all he had wished for was to have a large, spacey office; with cushioned chairs, a fridge (or deep freezer, in his imagination), a spin chair and an air conditioning system that could freeze the teeth. 10 years later, his aspiration had changed. It had been sudden, abrupt and right on the heels of a painful demise- that of his father; to a road traffic accident. His banker father, a saintly driver, had his car run into by a 22year old drunk, music blasting driver. On seeing the damage he’d caused, the young chap had fled rapidly from the scene. It was 9pm. It was a lonely route. His father could not have made it, not with the level of apathy with which emergency medicine was practiced in the country of Raymond’s birth; Nigeria. No air conditioning system would have been strong enough to freeze his father’s flowing blood, or to save it up in th...
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