Everyone who had a
pleasure to visit Malta agrees that traffic here is more than insane. Every day
is a life risking experience trying to avoid speeding buses in narrow streets
or suddenly stopping cars which start to drive backwards with no particular
reason. And everything here is being followed by unbearable symphony of sounds caused
by honking maniacs. This post is dedicated to my lovely friend who was hit by a
car by one of those maniacs. No, she is not dead... Jezzzz, people…
This amazing story
started not so long ago when my friend went for her shopping in Sliema. She was
suppose to come back after few hours, but it was already 22 o’clock and we
started to worry. Due to the fact that we are not mobile freaks and don’t need
that thing stuck to our pockets, my friend left her phone at home. Around 23 o’clock
a policeman came to our home saying that our friend got into an accident and
that we need to go to the hospital. I have to mention that the policeman didn’t
offered to drive us there, he just asked if we know where Mater Dei is. So, we
ran into the hospital shouting at very sloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
staff and being freaked out by almost dying elderly people in the corridors. Finally,
we found our friend who told us that she was crossing the street while a car
appeared from nowhere and bumped into her. She hit her head pretty hard and
lost consciousness for a moment. The funny thing was that it took around 15
minutes for ambulance to come, even though the accident happened 15 minutes away
BY FOOT from the hospital. My friend had to shout few times at the hospital
staff cause she was asking for some ice for her head but got one ice-cube
instead. She was released the next morning but came back to the hospital the
day after to get checked again. They told her to wait until her name will be announced.
After 7 hours of waiting and failing to get checked she came back home.
Applause for the efficient health care. BRAVO, Malta, BRAVO…
