It's good to talk.

Mosvold is becoming ruraller every day. If that's a word anyway. This weekend, in addition to the intermittent water supply, we had intermittent phone communications. Firstly our referral hospital's lines went down, so we were ringing specialists on their mobiles, then our hospital's lines went so we were ringing specialists' mobiles from our mobiles and then the mobile network went, so we weren't ringing anyone. And keeping our fingers crossed that the haemotoxic snake bite would stop bleeding (it didn't but he was stable enough and got a transfer today with his INR>10).
The whole thing made me realise two things; Mosvold is pretty scary when you're completely on your own up here, and whilst I think I am braving rural SA this year, it would have been a heck of a lot more difficult 10 years ago when mobiles weren't an option and international phonecalls prohibitively expensive.