A 20-something year old guy Walked into the OPD today at around 4-ish with angry looking abrasions stretching from his right shoulder all the way up to his forearm. Like YSL "red strass" lipstick smeared on his entire arm in place of his epidermis. I can only imgine how those skid marks on a person must feel like. I had already decided in my mind how many days of MC I'd give him (generously) as I started asking questions....

Doc: What happen? Accident?
Guy: Er..... yeah.
Doc: Motorbike skidded?
Guy: Yes.
Doc: When?
Guy: Bout ten mins ago.
Doc: What did you hit?
Guy: Someone.
Doc: Someone? You hit a person?
Guy: Yeah, at the junction near the school.
Doc: Where is this person now?
Guy: She is still there I think. Near the junction.
Doc: She? Female? Is she ok? What was she doing? Walking?
Guy: She is a student from that school. She was wearing school uniform. She was trying to cross the road I think. She just ran in front of my bike when I made the turn. It is not my fault. She was thrown back onto the grass. I saw her when I got up and rode here.
Doc: Student?? But that is a primary school!! Is she ok? Was she conscious? Is she injured??
Guy: I don't know. I saw an Indian man trying to carry her. I don't know what happen to her.
Doc: You DON'T KNOW?!!! Are you crazy??? You just hit a small girl and you don't know if she is alive or dead. You do realize that it is "hit and run" right?

(I realized at this point that I have raised my voice a few hundred decibels higher! But my shock was overcoming any sense of rational that I had.)

Doc: You just left her at the road side with "an Indian man" and came here?
Guy: I wasn't really thinking. 

Nurse: Doctor, there's a new case in trauma room. Motorvehicle accident, hit and run, 11 yr old Indian female. Hafiz is assessing her. She is a little hysterical.

I could hear her screaming from my OPD room. Well, screaming is good. Better than an unconscious kid, most of the time. But kids can deteriorate so fast.... from a GCS of 14 to 3 in a matter of mins.
I walked over to the trauma room, leaving the nurse to clean up the guy with the abrasions. I decided scratches can wait.... I know it may not have been entirely his fault.