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'I remember very clearly an incident during my community service, when I walked into the trauma unit at a day hospital in Cape Town one morning and found a patient lying on the trolley, bleeding profusely from a knife wound. I picked up the patient’s file and read: stab wound to the chest — assault. This was after I had already spent the entire weekend at the hospital, working two full night shifts from 7pm to 7am attending to similar cases.
Holding the file in my hands I wondered what on earth I was doing there. This had become a pattern, day in and day out. After enduring this relentless onslaught for months on end, I was close to breaking point. It was at that point that I decided I wanted out as soon as my year of community service was over. Five months later I exited through the dusty swinging doors of the day hospital and vowed never to return to state medicine.'
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