PrisonDocTales gives a small glimpse into life in prison from my personal point of view, an Israeli doctor in an Italian prison, personal stories and some less personal ones.
The Road to Work
The road leading from my house to the prison always seems a long one. Unending. A provincial intercity road – it’s long and narrow with only one lane in each direction. The road is slightly raised from the endless fields of rice and corn, the area’s main crops. In most winter months, I drive throughContinue reading “The Road to Work”
Two Hats
So, what exactly is the role of a prison doctor? And why would anyone stay in the job? When I took on the job, I actually received two hats. At first, I wore the first hat 3-4 times a week: family doctor to the prisoners in the maximum-security wing. In professional terms, it was relativelyContinue reading “Two Hats”
?What crime did I commit
So how does a woman doctor land up becoming a prison doctor in a medium-security men’s prison in Italy? And what life and professional experiences does one accumulate over years of working in such an environment? Within a month of graduating from medical school and received my doctor’s certification and license, I discovered I wasContinue reading “?What crime did I commit”
Night shift, 31st December
It’s 8 pm, time to kick off my 24-hour shift. It’s not a regular shift – it’s New Year’s Eve. I’m replacing a colleague who’s in an almost catatonic state. He obviously can’t wait to get ready for a New Eve’s dinner with friends. He’s leaving me at the clinic, clearly ecstatic at not beingContinue reading “Night shift, 31st December”
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