Pink Scrubs, MAC and the spitting taxi driver

So day 3 in Bangalore and we went back to the hospital early this morning. I was left to my own devices to go and organise things with HR while Simone ventured off to do his x-ray and eye test. I handed over all of my documents, had to sign a few things and was then taken off by a lovely girl to go and pick up my uniform. We went in to ITU to meet the sister there and all of the nurses were wearing green scrubs..... Cool I thought, it's quite a nice colour. Then off we go to the department to pick up my uniform..... Pink scrubs?! I haven't seen anyone wearing pink scrubs... but ok, sounds good, I like to be different. So I have my scrubs and the lovely girl takes me up to the children's ward where I'll (probably/maybe/don't know) be working. On the way up there I ask the girl:

"Why are my scrubs pink?"

"Because ma'am you are senior nurse. To be in charge of shift"

Ok I think.... pretty much the same as I have been doing for the last 6 years at GOS... I can handle that.

So we go to the Children's cardiac ward and I am introduced to the sister.

'Wow this ward is really nice' I'm thinking.... So I ask the sister a few questions about the ward.

"So this is all cardiac children?"

"Yes ma'am, all children 0-15 years pre-surgery, post-surgery, post cath, pre-discharge, cardiology investigations etc etc"

"Great that's pretty much my background and what I'm used to, how many beds do you have?"..........................................................................................................................................................................

"104 ma'am"

SHIT.

"Ok great, I'll see you monday" aaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

So then I went to find Simone, and I found him having his eye test. We then had another 350,000 things to organise including getting an Indian SIM card... easier than I thought. They took Simone's hospital ID card, photocopied it twice (cause I don't have one yet, apparently doctor HR can do it in one day, nursing HR can do it in 5 days) and gave us 2 SIM cards on a monthly contract that will be taken out of Simone's wages... BUZZING. So I'll be sure to be in touch with you all,making plenty of International calls.

We took a hospital cab in to town, the famous MG road. I had heard that MG road was fairly cosmopolitan for an Indian city, but to be honest I wasn't expecting great things.. And then I came across a MAC shop. A MAC SHOP IN INDIA. Things are looking up guys!

We got lost in a shopping mall looking at beautiful sari's and buying very normal hair products; like Loreal shampoo :) By the time we got out it was dark, the traffic was absolute mayhem and we needed to find a way home..... roll up Mr. Taxi man.

We got in the cab and he started chatting to us, after 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. After another 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. After another 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. After another 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. After another 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. After another 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. After another 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. After another 20 seconds, he spits out of the window. FOR THE WHOLE JOURNEY HOME that took 1 HOUR. This is gonna take some getting used to. So I'm trying to ignore urinating men in the street, only to be confronted with a spitting taxi man. I CAN'T WIN.

Until next time........... Now I'm going to have a wee in my garden; just because I can.