Mark has worked 15 shifts in 19 days to finish out his time at Tauranga Hospital. He brought cheesecakes for all the nurses on his last shift yesterday, which were quickly devoured. On his way home after midnight, he stopped off for a celebratory pint at the Irish pub just down the block from our apartment. He even got hit on by a woman old enough to be his mother (and "pissed" enough to be Australian).
Pilot Bay and Mauao under a full moon
ED nurses at tea
Nurse Specialist Ali in the docs' office
Mount Mellick Irish Pub
Sherry had an MRI of her knee earlier this week, gratis thanks to the ACC. Although she had some idea of what it showed from the sympathetic cringes on the technician's face and her own studying of the CD images for several hours, comparing them with pictures from the internet, she got confirmation of her fears at her Orthopaedics visit today. She has completely torn her ACL, there's what looks like a bucket-handle tear of her lateral meniscus, with extensive bone bruising and impaction injury of the lateral articular cartilage, an MCL sprain, and a large joint effusion. Ouch! She's understandably frustrated at how one little moment can completely alter your life. Too bad we have to leave NZ at the end of February when our visas expire; if she had time to get the surgery here, the NZ government would pay for the whole thing, rehab included. Double ouch!
"Helping" mum bakeAfter dinner this evening, Mark took Ro down to Pilot Bay to hopefully watch Holland America's Volendam put to sea, but the cruise ship wasn't leaving until midnight. Some Hokey Pokey ice cream soon eased Ro's disappointment, until he slipped on the wet pier and dropped it. D'oh! They ran into our apartment managers Lindy and Russel, who were dining with friends at the Yacht Club, chatting with them through the window. Mark and Ro spent the rest of the evening skipping shells on the water, throwing sand and shells into the bay for distance, digging holes, and other pleasantly pointless endeavours. Meanwhile, Sherry was busy baking sheet cakes (for the kids) and pavlova (for the adults) for Ro's farewell party tomorrow. Props to Craig for pulling his electric mixer out of storage, saving us from hand-beating the egg whites. Sherry's arm nearly dropped off last time!
Our favourite after-dinner spot
Lindy & Russell enjoying a round at the yacht club
You're gonna drop that!
Going for distance
Sunset over Pilot Bay
Volendam all lit up
Do I have to take a bath if I rinse off down here?
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