The building of the hospital was postponed for a while.Meanwhile, Ida set
up a surgery in a tiny room in the old mission bungalow where she had lived
as a child. Soon her fame spread. Low caste women began to swarm about her
doors, while from the higher-caste came endless messages asking her to visit
the women in their schedulued homes .The room became too small. She took
over the guest room and finally the whole house in the same compound was
set aside for her. She was busy all day long , and if it had not been for
her fathers ill health she would have been as happy as a queen .But her
father became worse. At last the day came ,after five months she had landed
in India ,when Ida was left to carry on her work alone. Besides her natural
grief at her fathers death she had to battle with her inexperience. She had
counted on her fathers help , and without it she was for the time lost.
The day she sttempted her first big operation she was terrified. Waiting for
the patient to come round , she paced up and down the verandah with every
nerve on edge. "If it isnt a success " she said to her mother ."I will never
operate again "."Never" but within a day or two the patient was sitting up
on her bed , and before she was back in her home again Ida had tried her
hand at two more operations.
...Will continue
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