As I was more in chock then thinking rationally, when I left the hospital with David, a day efter, by the time we arrived at Sharm, I have realized I don't have any papers, no information what so ever.
So I contacted my agent to get the information. And the answer we got is... We have to wait until Saturday evening (today is Monday), as the doctor, who performed the surgery is not on duty until Saturday. and he is the only one, who has the information.
Just great.
So I got a plan B. As I am staying at Movepick Golf hotel in Royal suit, we have a doctor 24-7. I have contacted him and the plan was to get intouch with the hospital, using the excuse of David complaining for the pain in his foot.
What amazed me actually is... the most rediculous plan C has work.
Hilton! In this world everything can be done, if Hilton is involved and one know the general manager. Efter a short conversation with him, we got faxed all the medical reports in about an hour time.
So, my suggestion, if you happened to get injured, do it on the Hilton property, they are the best!
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