I doubt I have anything to add to the several favorable reviews that have already been written on this blog, except to say that I once knew someone who worked at Grady Hospital in Atlanta, where Hazzard spent most of his time, and their stories of outlandish chaos definitely jibe.
I was struck by something Hazzard said about the anticipation (and anxiety) he would feel as he approached a call: what would he find there? How out-of-hand would the situation be? His descriptions of negotiating his way through extremely difficult situations with patients and their families, many of them drunk, doped, angry, and in pain, were just a teeny bit familiar.
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