This Friday morning at 6:20am I was called to the hospital before I had a chance for my breakfast. There was a boy got shot last night while he was playing in the bush with his friends. He had just arrived our hospital.
Gunshot wound is something totally rare in our city and it seems to be something very serious. But for me I saw and treated half a hundred of these already; in South Sudan, Yemen, Papua New Guinea & now in Central African Republic.
It took me more than 7 hours car movement to arrive at Bossangoa. We started at 6:15am and swapped car with an outcoming expatriate which is a good friend of mine. She's a Dutch medical doctor who worked with me 2 years ago in Nasir, South Sudan.
Near dinner time, the phone rang as usual, colleagues informed me there was something urgent and needed my hands. The patient was a little girl, general appearance was critical, no chest ups and downs, appeared to have no breathing.
I am now in Islamabad, the capital of Pakistan, and have been waiting for a week for a special permit to my workplace, Pakistan's Chaman. Chaman is in the north-west of Pakistan, only a few kilometers across Afghanistan