Your videos are like sitting down with a dear old friend who you may not see for years at a time, but always pick up where you left off , you are very much appreciated Martin , Cheers from Dublin ;)
What a wonderful Sunday morning just west of Baltimore. Beautiful blue skies above Carroll County ,Md. Slight chill in the air letting us know that winter will son be here. Leaves on the trees are hues of gold, red and yellow. Your story coming through is without a doubt the best part! God Bless You and yours.
What a wonderful Story Martin. I could listen to you all day, no problem at all. I can't wait for the second instalment, many thanks and good health to you sir 🙏
Excellent narrative, your skills as a story teller filled with with true life experiences are the bread and butter of all our lives. Many thanks for sharing and we wish you well.
My father suffered from malaria, he picked it up whilst overseas in the RAF. He left when i was 6 months old, but i remember my mother saying that when it hit him, it hit hard, and he would be in hospital for days. I was suspected of having it after a military tour to a hot, humid country, but , it was diagnosed an unknown "virus" triggering an asthmatic hay fever reaction. It was a rough time until i shook it. It took a couple of years to get fully out of my system. I still get random attacks and I'm 58 now. So apparently not Malaria but the military insisted I carried an exposure to Malaria Card in case it happened again? I still carry it in my wallet to this day. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't but if diagnosed as having it I would have been discharged....the military medics work in mysterious ways!
I was listening to this video in the car, and remarked to my missus how great and interesting the story was. She replied: he’s talking his time about it. I replied: the greatest storytellers always do! You even left us hanging at the end. I can’t wait for the next one 😄 Champion! Good old Josiah. What a wizard! 🧙 Probably gave you chloroquine or something similar💪
In 1540 the Fellowship of Surgeons merged with the Company of Barbers to form the Company of Barber-Surgeons. As the barber surgeons were not doctors, the physicians did not permit them to use the honorific title “Dr”, and therefore were only allowed to call themselves “Mr”, being that they were all male.
Correct thus Surgeons weren’t academics so they didn’t get the title Dr. In later times it wasn’t possible to become a surgeon through apprenticeship anymore. The study of medicine was a prerequisite. However in the UK the tradition is still being honored and junior surgeons are called Dr until they finish post graduate training and join the royal college of surgeons whereupon they become Mr again or MS. On a side note in specialities that derive from surgery like Urology Ophthalmology and Gynecology the same applies.
And just an additional anomaly - medical "doctors" in the UK are not "Doctors" in the academic sense, as their training does not result in a doctorate degree. Use of the title "Doctor" is a courtesy. MD in Britain is used either as an honorary degree or for actual research at doctoral level. In the USA, on the other hand, all doctors have an MD degree (as far as I understand).
The MR came about in the British medal system whe. DR became qualified as surgeons and became MR. It goes back to the early days when doctors called in butchers to do the cutting on patients. Obviously the butcher was a MR.
I believe I've listened to you from the beginning of all your videos...... this is one of your best stories yet Martin.... I was just thinking of you a couple nights ago and checked into your Channel allow a day or two later you drop a video thank you
My first thought was: Recurring illness = MALARIA. Your military hospital stint brings back memories for me during my National Service in South Africa. I ended up in 3 Mil Hospital in Bloem after an allergic reaction to the anti tetanus shot. We had to get up at 6am, no matter how sick we were, make our hospital bed, stand at attention during doctors rounds, then climb back into bed. MADNESS! Doing double-time to see your CO when on orders was a nightmare for me, as I could never get the timing right! Somehow I managed to get away with it every time, though.
Time passes so quickly when you are telling your stories. You really have a gift in transporting the listener to the time and place you are referring to and conveying your emotions at the time. I can easily picture in my head (perhaps incorrectly) the incidents you are relating. Don't wait so long for part 2! Not sure if you will reveal how Josiah figured out what afflicted you. I imagine he had seen malaria enough during his life that he knew exactly what it was just seeing your symptoms. Life experience trumps education once again..... Question: Why couldn't you take your uniform to work and just change there and then report in? Not sure exactly what kind of work you did; perhaps you got filthy/dirty and needed a scrubbing first?
Good afternoon Martin from a mild-ish, wet and windy Herefordshire. Damp sticks eh. Very good to see and listen to you, as always. I'd rather a vet than a Dr.
Little Johnny is all excited about going to elementary school, and off he went for the first day. The kids played, snacked, and napped. This went on for two weeks, and every day his parents would ask how things were going at school. He'd answer, things were fine. But he began to have doubts, so he asked if he would talk honestly to his dad. All right son, what's on your mind? Well Dad I've been going to school every day. We play games, sing songs, and do crafts. Honestly Dad, I don't think this teacher is any good she hasn't taught us how to read and write yet!
Another good video, but... how many of us are pondering what Josiah's pills really were... and how many are wondering if they might in fact have been suppositories? 🤔
Well after your school trip to the Game Reserve and you got ill, I knew it was Malaria illness. When we went on school trips to the Kruger Park we took malaria tablets before leaving the Highveld. Prevention is better than cure.
31:21 I thought this immediately after the first time you said you got sick but I was still taken aback, because so much time had passed that I had forgotten about it.
my father had a similar experience about 12 years ago, mysterious ailment that looked like a heart attack, but it ended up being something else. instead, they removed his gallbladder. still not sure what it was. i had a similar experience a few years ago to yours where everyone was saying to do what the "experts" said. friends, family, coworkers. even my father who'd been screwed over by doctors dozens of times before. didn't help anything, just left me near death and bedridden for a few days and health problems ever since then.
So why does he keep taking a piece of lung? Biopsy? Yes, but you do not need a piece of lung to say you have maleria. Was he maybe what we called a "Snydokter" in Afrikaans. A dr who loves to cut when not necessary? Like the dentists of the 80's that pulled teeth even when not necessary. I await the Dr's diagnosis patiently Martin.
time eventually takes everything from us but thanks to modern technology we can at least try to save something for others. Decades from now people will be able to watch your videos and listen to your stories and hopefully take away something from them.
Medical specialists who qualify at the Royal College of Surgeons refer to themselves as ‘Mr’. Up until about 18th century, doctors were often barbers (that’s why they have red and white striped poles - blood and rags). They were not medically qualified, but they called themselves ‘Doctor’. So, the okes with proper qualifications started calling themselves ‘Mister’ again. In SA, this does not apply, and the specialists are referred to as ‘Doctor’.
Your videos are like sitting down with a dear old friend who you may not see for years at a time, but always pick up where you left off , you are very much appreciated Martin ,
Cheers from Dublin ;)
A young soldier at the mercy of pompous adults. Been there.
What a wonderful Sunday morning just west of Baltimore. Beautiful blue skies above Carroll County ,Md. Slight chill in the air letting us know that winter will son be here. Leaves on the trees are hues of gold, red and yellow. Your story coming through is without a doubt the best part! God Bless You and yours.
Nothing brightens my day more than seeing the 5RR notification! God bless!
What a wonderful Story Martin. I could listen to you all day, no problem at all. I can't wait for the second instalment, many thanks and good health to you sir 🙏
Great story, brings back memories of visits to the doctor where the doctor only spoke to your parent, other than to ask you " does this hurt".
Good to see you again my friend ! Always a good day when I see a notice for a new 5RR video!!
I was born in 77 in Bulawayo. We left in 1980. Never got to really see the country. My family owned a beekeeping business.
Thank you sir!!! Looking forward to the rest of the story!!!
Wonderful to see and hear you again! Raconteur without peer! Please just ensure that episode 2 is not so short😅
Regards
Thank you for a wonderful video.
Ons is bevooreg met nog 'n lewens storie, baie dankie. Hoop dit gaan goed!
Like Mail Call. Doesn't come around often enough, but when it does it brings the smile.
im guessing you got a bug on your trip as a kid to the park for the 4 days
Thanks Martin for the new story from that time of your life , looking forward to part two, take care .
Am so looking forward to the continuation. Thanks. Brilliant as usual.
Seeing this video changed the entire dynamic of my day. Martin, thank you so much for all you do and share.
A truly wonderful storyteller, I enjoy your videos immensely.
Thank you.
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Greetings from a pleasant day in the Mid Atlantic.
Excellent narrative, your skills as a story teller filled with with true life experiences are the bread and butter of all our lives. Many thanks for sharing and we wish you well.
Thanks for the story.
Excellent, really enjoying your anecdotes!
What an interesting life you have led Sir. Thanks for sharing it with us. 👌
Lovely to have you back.
Brilliant as always, thank you from a former Royal Marine 👍
My father suffered from malaria, he picked it up whilst overseas in the RAF.
He left when i was 6 months old, but i remember my mother saying that when it hit him, it hit hard, and he would be in hospital for days.
I was suspected of having it after a military tour to a hot, humid country, but , it was diagnosed an unknown "virus" triggering an asthmatic hay fever reaction. It was a rough time until i shook it. It took a couple of years to get fully out of my system. I still get random attacks and I'm 58 now.
So apparently not Malaria but the military insisted I carried an exposure to Malaria Card in case it happened again? I still carry it in my wallet to this day.
Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't but if diagnosed as having it I would have been discharged....the military medics work in mysterious ways!
Martin you're a great storyteller. Looking forward to part 2.
Well I am certainly glad to see you are well. Nice to hear from my favorite Rhodesian.
Many thanks for the story.
Thank you for your service sir. Yours is a quite a story, looking forward for the second part. Greetings from Uruguay
Herman Charles Bosman would approve, great story telling.
I was telling myself you had malaria as soon as you started to have constant reoccurrences. This is the kind of story telling you excel at.
Precisely my thinking. Got malaria as a kid in Rhodesia - we didn't like the Chloroquine tablets.. but malaria was no joke
Thank You again Sir.
God Bless.
Great story. Surgeons and specialists are referred to as MR. Strange but true
I was listening to this video in the car, and remarked to my missus how great and interesting the story was. She replied: he’s talking his time about it. I replied: the greatest storytellers always do! You even left us hanging at the end. I can’t wait for the next one 😄 Champion! Good old Josiah. What a wizard! 🧙 Probably gave you chloroquine or something similar💪
In 1540 the Fellowship of Surgeons merged with the Company of Barbers to form the Company of Barber-Surgeons. As the barber surgeons were not doctors, the physicians did not permit them to use the honorific title “Dr”, and therefore were only allowed to call themselves “Mr”, being that they were all male.
Correct thus Surgeons weren’t academics so they didn’t get the title Dr.
In later times it wasn’t possible to become a surgeon through apprenticeship anymore. The study of medicine was a prerequisite.
However in the UK the tradition is still being honored and junior surgeons are called Dr until they finish post graduate training and join the royal college of surgeons whereupon they become Mr again or MS.
On a side note in specialities that derive from surgery like Urology Ophthalmology and Gynecology the same applies.
And just an additional anomaly - medical "doctors" in the UK are not "Doctors" in the academic sense, as their training does not result in a doctorate degree. Use of the title "Doctor" is a courtesy. MD in Britain is used either as an honorary degree or for actual research at doctoral level. In the USA, on the other hand, all doctors have an MD degree (as far as I understand).
You can wash your hands, and wash your face and wash you Arsenal
The MR came about in the British medal system whe. DR became qualified as surgeons and became MR.
It goes back to the early days when doctors called in butchers to do the cutting on patients.
Obviously the butcher was a MR.
You're the best. Rhodies never die.
I believe I've listened to you from the beginning of all your videos...... this is one of your best stories yet Martin.... I was just thinking of you a couple nights ago and checked into your Channel allow a day or two later you drop a video thank you
Thanks for the yarn
Always happy for another 5RR video!
First, I'm excited to see another great story martin, have a wonderful day bru!
Fascinating insight into life in Africa. That very drill hall, etched into my mind forever
Great to see you back!!
God bless you also Sir. Thanks for another great episode.
I really enjoyed that. Thank you.
My first thought was: Recurring illness = MALARIA.
Your military hospital stint brings back memories for me during my National Service in South Africa.
I ended up in 3 Mil Hospital in Bloem after an allergic reaction to the anti tetanus shot.
We had to get up at 6am, no matter how sick we were, make our hospital bed, stand at attention during doctors rounds, then climb back into bed. MADNESS!
Doing double-time to see your CO when on orders was a nightmare for me, as I could never get the timing right!
Somehow I managed to get away with it every time, though.
Time passes so quickly when you are telling your stories. You really have a gift in transporting the listener to the time and place you are referring to and conveying your emotions at the time. I can easily picture in my head (perhaps incorrectly) the incidents you are relating.
Don't wait so long for part 2!
Not sure if you will reveal how Josiah figured out what afflicted you. I imagine he had seen malaria enough during his life that he knew exactly what it was just seeing your symptoms. Life experience trumps education once again.....
Question: Why couldn't you take your uniform to work and just change there and then report in? Not sure exactly what kind of work you did; perhaps you got filthy/dirty and needed a scrubbing first?
Good afternoon Martin from a mild-ish, wet and windy Herefordshire. Damp sticks eh. Very good to see and listen to you, as always. I'd rather a vet than a Dr.
Little Johnny is all excited about going to elementary school, and off he went for the first day. The kids played, snacked, and napped. This went on for two weeks, and every day his parents would ask how things were going at school. He'd answer, things were fine. But he began to have doubts, so he asked if he would talk honestly to his dad. All right son, what's on your mind? Well Dad I've been going to school every day. We play games, sing songs, and do crafts. Honestly Dad, I don't think this teacher is any good she hasn't taught us how to read and write yet!
Another good video, but... how many of us are pondering what Josiah's pills really were... and how many are wondering if they might in fact have been suppositories? 🤔
Well after your school trip to the Game Reserve and you got ill, I knew it was Malaria illness.
When we went on school trips to the Kruger Park we took malaria tablets before leaving the Highveld. Prevention is better than cure.
Great stories as usual...
31:21 I thought this immediately after the first time you said you got sick but I was still taken aback, because so much time had passed that I had forgotten about it.
my father had a similar experience about 12 years ago, mysterious ailment that looked like a heart attack, but it ended up being something else. instead, they removed his gallbladder. still not sure what it was.
i had a similar experience a few years ago to yours where everyone was saying to do what the "experts" said. friends, family, coworkers. even my father who'd been screwed over by doctors dozens of times before. didn't help anything, just left me near death and bedridden for a few days and health problems ever since then.
I’ve decided to call any illness I get ‘The Dreaded Jaffar’. Hopefully I won’t be stricken too frequently!
Good to see you.
Another great video
Mr. Graham should have been punished for his medical malpractice.
Come back for the rest now soon!
Jolly good yarn. You’re a rum old boy😝
Martin is buddies with John Edmond is my guess
Nice :)
So why does he keep taking a piece of lung? Biopsy? Yes, but you do not need a piece of lung to say you have maleria.
Was he maybe what we called a "Snydokter" in Afrikaans. A dr who loves to cut when not necessary?
Like the dentists of the 80's that pulled teeth even when not necessary.
I await the Dr's diagnosis patiently Martin.
What did you have ? Report back immediately !!!
You should have followed Felix.
ALL surgeons should be referred to as "Mr." and not "Dr." - been that way for many a year.
time eventually takes everything from us but thanks to modern technology we can at least try to save something for others. Decades from now people will be able to watch your videos and listen to your stories and hopefully take away something from them.
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Medical specialists who qualify at the Royal College of Surgeons refer to themselves as ‘Mr’.
Up until about 18th century, doctors were often barbers (that’s why they have red and white striped poles - blood and rags). They were not medically qualified, but they called themselves ‘Doctor’. So, the okes with proper qualifications started calling themselves ‘Mister’ again.
In SA, this does not apply, and the specialists are referred to as ‘Doctor’.
Thank you!
Once again, bloody well done!!!!!👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻