More than happy to be left on the sidelines, Carlos moved to stand beside the anaesthetist, who was questioning Regan about her health and explaining what she was about to do, inserting a mild sedative into the drip, attaching an oxygen mask, talking quietly and reassuringly as she worked.
Female anaesthetist, female surgeon—a woman’s world again. Was he more aware of it because in Sudan he’d seen less of the women? Their husbands brought the children for attention, or brought their wives and explained their conditions, wary about letting a man touch—or even look at in some cases—their women.
CHAPTER THREE
‘WAS the pregnancy compromised?’ Carlos asked Marty, when Regan was in Recovery and Marty was completing her write-up of the operation.
She turned to study him for a moment, not answering—a questioning look in her eyes.
