"Band of brothers" warning: corny blog

"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,This day shall gentle his condition:And gentlemen in England now a-bed shall think themselves accursed they were not here, and hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks that fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day. "

- Shakespeare's Henry V, 1598



As corny as it sounds, the camaraderie amongst those that look after the critically ill is much akin to that amongst soldiers slogging it out on the field. I know this as I've had a taste of both worlds. Except that in critical care, the blood spilt is not yours or your comrade's but your patients (well it could be the former 2 if you have butter fingers).


Anyhow, Dr Remzi, a critical care anaesthetist is due to leave for home, in Bursa, Turkey tomorrow. He finished a year doing research at the Clinic and is awaiting publication of a couple of papers in well respected journals. Upon that occasion, a couple of us took off early and headed for a pub/restaurant by a "lake" for some drinks and food. Didn't really expect tequila shots but hey what a nice surprise even if I don't really dig tequila.











Mykola(a proud Ukrainian, not in the derogatory sense) in black. Juan's in white(Colombian) beside Remzi.


Merry making.




This is where my bottle of tequila sits. Beside other non-consumables.

Other news, my new bike has arrived. It's in "mango yellow" which is strange shade I must say. The idea was to have it fit in the boot of my car as I hate bike racks.