We arrived here at around
Since this is a NATO base, there are a multitude of uniforms, flags, and languages. It's sort of a game to try to figure out who's who in the zoo. I'm working in a hospital that is a mixture of small connected portable buildings and some
tents. The hospital is staffed by the U.S. Navy, Canadians, and Dutch. I have one 16-slice CT scanner, a couple of ultrasounds, plain-film x-ray, and a C-arm in the OR that I use for interventional cases. My IR supplies are currently in a variety of boxes in various rooms and one of my first orders of business is to consolidate and inventory the supplies. We will be staffed with two radiologists, myself and a general radiologist.
So, as in many things, the job can be slow at times, but when it picks up, it is frightening. I've seen multiple traumas already and I'm pleased to say that we do a good job with them. The injuries are not the kind that you see in the
Living arrangements: I'm in what is effectively a small college dorm room. I share the room with Jon Gibbons, an anesthesiologist and med school classmate. We have real beds and internet in the room. Life could be so much worse so there is really nothing to complain about from that aspect. We have a nice gym outside our door and are in walking distance to most of the base amenities, including multiple dining facilities (and they have helpful handwashing stations inside of them!) Speaking of the internet - this is a dramatic quality of life issue. I'm able to skype and call (via magicjack) from my room!
So, there you have it. A brief intro to Kandahar. Not too exciting, I know. More to follow.
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