28/10/06

Cead Mile Failte Rowhat to all you funky monkeys & peppercorn leprechauns… which means 100 thousand welcomes in Irish…
Well, we are still in Ireland on the Ring Of Kerry but we are coming up to the end of my 10 week term working here and tomorrow we will be heading out to Portugal, so we thought we’d better catch up on another travel blog before we leave.
But first of all, here is another gory medical story just to make this blog read a bit more interesting…
Firstly and thankfully there have been no more FREAKY medical cases like the guy who slit his throat, but I did get this one call a few weeks back which was pretty weird and went something like this:
Phone Rings with Ced’s funky “Run DMC-Walk This Way” ringtone
Ced: Hello
Call Centre: Hi, we have an urgent call for you to go to a remote beach 45 minutes out of town since the Garda (Irish Police) have just found a body.
Ced: …um… What??? Excuse me…? I’m sorry, could you say that again???
Call Centre: The Garda have just found a body on the beach and they need you to go out and certify the body as deceased.
Ced: …um… is the body dead?
Call Centre: Yes… apparently it is a dead body.
Ced: …um… well… if the body is dead, then what’s the urgency?
Call Centre: …um… well apparently the tide is coming in and they need you out there to certify the body dead before the tide comes in and washes it away…
Long pause
Ced: …oh… ok… that makes sense… ( but actually thinking …WHAT THE FECK???!!!)
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