At twenty Australian nurse Tracey Leonard headed straight for one of the most gruelling jobs imaginable - that of volunteer nurse at Mother Teresa's home for the destitute and dying in Calcutta. It was a life of extremes. Six days a week she ministered to the poorest of the poor, and on the seventh she partied hard in Calcutta's thriving expat nightlife.
At twenty-four, in search of another adventure, Tracey went to work in a remote Top End Aboriginal community - a world away from India but with problems equally challenging and urgent. She learned to love the place and its people, and had come to think of it as home when her life was radically altered by a car accident.
Tracey's recollections are at once hilarious and shocking, filled with a mordant humour that cuts through piety and cherishes the absurd. This book is a wonderfully unpretentious and irreverent account of working among the sick and dispossessed, and of learning to respect and embrace whatever life holds in store.
