After a week in Dehradun, I was quite ready to move on to a new site. Our week’s rotations took place back in Mussoorie, and as I had only spent a few hours there the first time, I was quite excited to do some more exploring. We lived and worked in Landour Community Hospital, a beautiful charity hospital set just out side of the bustling Mussoorie area. Landour was by far the nicest hospital I have seen while in India, and it truly provides excellent care at an affordable cost. The hospital serves many of the rural villages and receives a variety of patients, and again was a fantastic learning experience.
This week I was also with a new set of students, both well into their medical training and hence I spent the week badgering them with my questions and interests. Both of the students were excellent friends and teachers, and I felt I learned more about medicine that week than I have in any of my other experiences. In our week in Mussoorie I shadowed a Sonographer, general surgeon, and an Ob/Gyn. I got to learn all about ultrasounds, see numerous surgeries, and experience the inner workings of an Indian charity hospital. It was great to see the differences and similarities between the different categories of medical delivery systems- charity, government, and private.
Yet after three days of being on the doctoring side of the hospital bed, I can now say I have both worked and been admitted to Landour Community Hospital. On Wednesday afternoon, the fates decided it was my turn to experience the gastritis that we had treated so many times before. For twelve hours my digestive tract ejected EVERY last thing in it, and I was left extremely dehydrated and exhausted. I was so impressed with the hospital and their staff, and they managed to revive my withering body and disheartened soul with haste. India- 2/2, Gwen-0/2…
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