Report of 24 Sept 2017
Good evening!
The Bay of Bengal is a bit of a haze, I have eaten soup, taken an antihistamine for a virus, and am trying to stay awake until bedtime.
We are well. Summer was nice - Batesville and Muncie, both in Indiana. Both sites needed hospitalists, and I was happy to be chosen. They were fine places to work in, with diligent colleagues and fun people. We lived in Batesville, as the hospital had kindly given accommodation, and commuted to Muncie when the shifts came up there. The hotel in Muncie was also lovely: the staff were warm and personable, they trained folks with special needs to enter the workforce and I was very happy the hospital gave them business.
Scott returned a month before I did, to start teaching in the new college year. I stayed on to work more. We saw both boys before our respective departures and that was wonderful: the young men are opinionated, intelligent, fun and candid. We had some fine conversations and insightful dissections of movies just seen.
I came home on 14/9 and we went to Madurai the next day to see my father. He was sitting near the verandah, on the front steps, waiting for us. It was a nice visit: we ate, talked and laughed. He is making plans to go to Kochi for the national conference of the Association of Plastic Surgeons of India; he says he learns a lot every time he goes, which is as it should be for a conference. I know I get a lot from the conference of the American College of Physicians.
The Banyan is as wonderful as ever. I resumed work there this week. All staff and patients were joyfully grateful for the candy I'd brought - such a small thing. It is nice to be able to indulge beloved folks on occasion. My luggage weighed more than I'd planned it to, but I did manage to lift it into and out of the car in the U.S. - the acid test for luggage.
It is extremely saddening to come home to the Rohingya crisis. Why can countries not put in the balance what they can and cannot do, while maintaining a humane perspective? The Rohingya are escaping violence. They need to eat, drink, be clean and dry. I am a huge fan of Aung San Suu Kyi, and am dismayed at her weak handling of this situation: ostensibly, she does not refer to the Rohingya as such, but as Bengali Muslims. Perhaps to coax Bangla Desh and India to take them. India has put up resistance, to the dismay of several newspaper readers: the letters to the editor show nice indignation at this stance. It is just as sad to see the unbridled torrent of racism in the U.S. Perhaps common sense ("Common sense is not very common" - Scott Weiss) will prevail; we can hope.
I plan to write more. Until next week (Unw) -
R
The Bay of Bengal is a bit of a haze, I have eaten soup, taken an antihistamine for a virus, and am trying to stay awake until bedtime.
We are well. Summer was nice - Batesville and Muncie, both in Indiana. Both sites needed hospitalists, and I was happy to be chosen. They were fine places to work in, with diligent colleagues and fun people. We lived in Batesville, as the hospital had kindly given accommodation, and commuted to Muncie when the shifts came up there. The hotel in Muncie was also lovely: the staff were warm and personable, they trained folks with special needs to enter the workforce and I was very happy the hospital gave them business.
Scott returned a month before I did, to start teaching in the new college year. I stayed on to work more. We saw both boys before our respective departures and that was wonderful: the young men are opinionated, intelligent, fun and candid. We had some fine conversations and insightful dissections of movies just seen.
I came home on 14/9 and we went to Madurai the next day to see my father. He was sitting near the verandah, on the front steps, waiting for us. It was a nice visit: we ate, talked and laughed. He is making plans to go to Kochi for the national conference of the Association of Plastic Surgeons of India; he says he learns a lot every time he goes, which is as it should be for a conference. I know I get a lot from the conference of the American College of Physicians.
The Banyan is as wonderful as ever. I resumed work there this week. All staff and patients were joyfully grateful for the candy I'd brought - such a small thing. It is nice to be able to indulge beloved folks on occasion. My luggage weighed more than I'd planned it to, but I did manage to lift it into and out of the car in the U.S. - the acid test for luggage.
It is extremely saddening to come home to the Rohingya crisis. Why can countries not put in the balance what they can and cannot do, while maintaining a humane perspective? The Rohingya are escaping violence. They need to eat, drink, be clean and dry. I am a huge fan of Aung San Suu Kyi, and am dismayed at her weak handling of this situation: ostensibly, she does not refer to the Rohingya as such, but as Bengali Muslims. Perhaps to coax Bangla Desh and India to take them. India has put up resistance, to the dismay of several newspaper readers: the letters to the editor show nice indignation at this stance. It is just as sad to see the unbridled torrent of racism in the U.S. Perhaps common sense ("Common sense is not very common" - Scott Weiss) will prevail; we can hope.
I plan to write more. Until next week (Unw) -
R
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