Blogger’s Note: Today, you’ll hear from Doctor Tori Walters, a plastic surgeon onboard the South African ship Peacemaker, as she tells you a little bit about herself.
I’ve never had one of these interviews before where you say I’m to play a role in Operation Peacemaker. Well, if you say so. Honestly, I think my life isn’t that exciting. I’m a plastic surgeon onboard the Peacemaker, and we just finished up a stint in Southeast Asia and South Asia. That was really hard. Lots of need out there. Too much, honestly.
You got that picture I e-mailed to you? That was taken when I was finishing up my fellowship in Chicago. So you see that I’ve got brown hair and gray eyes. And that smile tells it all. I do love my work. I enjoy seeing the way that, once I’ve reconstructed someone’s face (where I’ve spent most of my time learning), they seem to blossom. One thing that the smile doesn’t portray is how sometimes I get so doggone tired. Training to be a surgeon is one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done, maybe the most difficult. But the rewards are incredible. Not the money but the blossoming thing I just mentioned.
Being on the Peacemaker has been an incredible experience. One of the things we did when we first started out together as a crew was for everyone to talk about the impact of Jesus on our lives. So everyone, from Captain Jameson all the way down to Raul, one of our cooks, stood up and did so. No two are alike. I was careful in mine. Though I was honest, I left out one important fact about myself.
You see, I’m the daughter of a billionaire. Yep. That’s right. Not millionaire. Billionaire. I don’t like making that a known fact about myself because I don’t want to be judged, and I certainly don’t want people to think that my life is easy. But most of all, I don’t want that to define me. Matter of fact, there’s only three people onboard who know about my status. Okay, four. The three ladies who are my best friends here and also Captain Jameson. The rest either don’t care or are cognizant enough not to pry.
So tomorrow, we begin the final leg to home. We set sail from Mumbai in the morning, and we hope to be in Cape Town in three days with a brief stop in Mombasa to take care of a repair that Captain Jameson says we’ll need by the time we reach Africa. The problem is, our route takes us near the eastern coast of Africa. Nattie, one of my friends, calls it pirate country. Captain Jameson has already scheduled drills for us once we hit open water. It makes me nervous, but the probability of something happening to us is pretty low. At least I hope it is. We’ll see.
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