Neurosurgeon...And Mum!
“Chapter Ten ON Wednesday morning, Amy rang her boss; Della, Fergus’s secretary, put her straight through.
‘Amy, it’s marvellous to hear you,’ Fergus said warmly. ‘How are you doing?’ ‘OK, thanks,’ she said. ‘And you were absolutely right. I needed time off to get my head together. How are you?’ ‘I’m fine. So what can I do for you?’ ‘I’m on the scrounge,’ she said. ‘Can I borrow a stereotactic head frame?’ ‘You want to borrow…?’ Fergus sounded surprised. ‘What, are you planning to set up a treat...ment centre somewhere in Norfolk?’ She laughed. ‘As if I could afford the kit! No, it’s just to reassure someone who’s being sent for treatment. One of Tom’s patients.’ ‘Tom?’ ‘My uncle’s locum. We’re sharing the house-sitting and dog-sitting between us,’ she explained. ‘His patient’s having gamma knife treatment for TGN and he wants me to run through it with her. I thought it’d help if she actually saw one of the frames, so she didn’t worry that it was going to be incredibly heavy or she was going to have enormous holes in her head from the pins.’ ‘I’ll courier one over,’ Fergus said.MoreLess
‘Amy, it’s marvellous to hear you,’ Fergus said warmly. ‘How are you doing?’ ‘OK, thanks,’ she said. ‘And you were absolutely right. I needed time off to get my head together. How are you?’ ‘I’m fine. So what can I do for you?’ ‘I’m on the scrounge,’ she said. ‘Can I borrow a stereotactic head frame?’ ‘You want to borrow…?’ Fergus sounded surprised. ‘What, are you planning to set up a treat...ment centre somewhere in Norfolk?’ She laughed. ‘As if I could afford the kit! No, it’s just to reassure someone who’s being sent for treatment. One of Tom’s patients.’ ‘Tom?’ ‘My uncle’s locum. We’re sharing the house-sitting and dog-sitting between us,’ she explained. ‘His patient’s having gamma knife treatment for TGN and he wants me to run through it with her. I thought it’d help if she actually saw one of the frames, so she didn’t worry that it was going to be incredibly heavy or she was going to have enormous holes in her head from the pins.’ ‘I’ll courier one over,’ Fergus said.MoreLess
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