F red Hollows was dying and he knew it. Desperately ill in hospital, there seemed little hope that he could complete his last eye-surgery mission in Vietnam. Yet not even cancer could stop the gruff, stubborn and compassionate Kiwi once he made up his mind.
Determined to get to Hanoi as promised, the famed ophthalmologist took drastic action. “He just tore the tracheotomy tube out of his throat and discharged himself from hospital,” recalls his widow Gabi, 69, still in awe of
