I'm in bed banging out the Zzz's when I hear an excited shout to tell me someone is looking for a medic to join an Everest summit attempt. I spring out of bed, alarmed, dazed, looking for an intruder, clueless as to where I am, am I dreaming? I look at my phone: 'Medic required for an all-expenses-paid trip to support an Everest summit attempt, leaving in 3 weeks' BOOM! This is it! The dream job for any mountain-obsessed medic. This is a job I've been dreaming of for a decade, so to say I'm excited is an understatement. How many paramedics can say they've worked on an Everest attempt? How cool is it going to be to experience Nepalese culture? To meet the Sherpas and porters, learn about their way of life, and do some cool mountaineering with the opportunity to go up to camp 2. Those who know me know I don't get excited often, and I show it even less. I reply as fast as my blurry eyes and fat fingers allow: Yes! I'm in! I get the OK and am provide