Thursday 9 July 2015
What's up Doc?
When I was little what was popularly said about doctors was their humanly-impossible-to-decipher writing on the prescription. And now the second thing that is rather disturbing is how many don’t even talk to us when we go for consultation. I took my daughter yesterday to this seemingly ‘good’ hospital at 7 o’ clock in the morning and was actually glad to see a doctor come in after just a few minutes of waiting. She was in her fifties. She gave a look at two families there, mine and a crying boy’s. Looking at the small cut in the toddler’s forehead she said “have to put one stitch!” The parents of the little boy looked worried as the boy was already crying in pain. The doc didn’t even want to know how the cut happened.
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