Summary
BBC reporter FRANK GARDNER tells how he finally met the surgeon who saved his life after he was shot six times byAl Qaeda terrorists
IT WAS eleven o'clock on a weekend morning in London and I was running late. Late to see someone who really, really matters to me and my family. I looked at my watch and pushed through the glass doors of the hotel foyer where we'd arranged to meet. I knew he'd be on time - surgeons always are. Then suddenly it occurred to me that I had no idea what he looked like.See the full content of this document
Extract
We Drank Five Bottles... The Toast Was Survival
To tell you the truth, the whole situation was pretty weird. The man I was due to shake hands with has seen more of me - inside and out - than I ever will. Yet when our paths last crossed, four years ago, I was never conscious to see him.
I knew nothing of the medics' desperate battle to keep me alive after I was shot and wounded and my cameraman Simon Cumbers killed instantly in a gun attack in a suburb of Riyadh in Saudi Arabia. I was sedated for days afterwards with morphine and ...See the full content of this document
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