10 years ago I nursed this gorgeous girl Nicole and her best friend, her saviour Natalie. 10 years ago these girls were happy and beautiful and young and innocent and holidaying in Bali with friends... and there was a terrorist attack that would affect their lives forever. Not only that, it affects every single person who comes into contact with someone who was there. I was pregnant with Mia at the time. I was working four night shifts per week, mainly on the trauma/ plastics Unit. This is where I met the girls, I was driving into work, listening to the news, horrified at what was unfolding each time the hour passed by. Then, in hand over, I find out that we have two of the victims of this attack. I have to say, I was scared to bits to be going into the room. What would confront me? Handover is never indicative of what you really see when you go into a room. I am a confident person, a confident nurse... why was I so worried? I guess I was just so distraught at the fact that innocent people were targeted by bastard terrorists. As the nights went on, I got to know the girls, but only in the capacity as traumatised patients. It wasn't the 'real' them. Now I may get to know who they really are and I just know they are like... the girl next door kind of girls. Growing up in Australia, free and easy living. Terrorism sure does suck... I just cannot fathom how people can be so full of hate that they would do such a thing. I meet 'crazy' people all the time, and even they are not full of such hate.
So HERE is a kink to Nicole's book. I am yet to read it. Already I highly recommend it!