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A Fierce Competition 

11/7/2016

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Alright...first of all, sorry to all you good doctors out there doing great work for your patients! 
Howeeeever, after last Friday where something really bizarre happened, I need to tell you a little bit more about, what I call, "My Life Among Doctors." 
So, to get this straight first: I LOVE doctors! I mean, I sometimes feign an illness only to go there - but that is because I am a hypochondriac and want them to reassure me that I am OK. However, after last Friday I think our relationship has suffered severely. I am not sure whether I am REALLY what the doctors all care about because I have experienced that doctors HATE each other, apparently. Really, it seems to be the most competitive job ever in which you - even though you and the other have their degrees safely pocketed - try to trip them up as much as possible - and the trust! There is none whatsoever. 
In order for you to understand my gibberish, I have to explain what happened last Friday. As you all know, my toe hasn't been too well since a stupid a** threw a metal chair on it. I went to the hospital where I was told nothing was broken. Then I went to my house doctor who sent me to another x-ray specialist who actually determined that my toe was broken after all. Then my doctor, while ranting about stupid hospital doctors, sent me to another doctor to treat my broken toe with what he called a Geisha shoe (that sounds AWESOME, doesn't it? "Hey, what have you got there?" "A Geisha shoe"...awesome, you must sound sooo mysterious). 
So after I had spent the morning at my house doctor, I commuted to the other side of the city to see the fourth doctor in two weeks. First of all, I had to wait in a deserted waiting room which was SO deserted that I actually inquired at the reception whether I was waiting in the right waiting room. After I had confirmed this, I continued to sit alone there while everyone was going home (it was Friday lunch time, after all) and I half thought they had forgotten me (well, actually, I was absolutely convinced about it). 
However, eventually, they called me in where a doctor eyed me up and examined my toe again. Then he consulted the report the other doctor had made and decided he neither trusted the hospital nor the x-ray specialist and wanted to do an x-ray on his own. 
Soooo, there I ran, across the hall to the x-ray women to do the third x-ray in three weeks. Here I have to interrupt shortly because I cannot stress how NICE the x-ray man was - honestly, it was balm for the soul. After all these doctors who had treated me like dead meat, he was so nice and friendly I nearly had to cry...
But moving on. I returned with the x-ray and the doctor had to concede the x-ray specialist had been right but instead of getting a cool Geisha shoe, I was told there was nothing they could do (really? I mean, really??? They can bring dead people back to life but a little toe is the border of everything? I am truly disappointed) and that I should just "rest and keep it slow". Wow, thank you. Are you proud you studied all these years for giving advice like that?? 
Well, I know it's not their fault, but still. I wasted hours to get no treatment at all and, honestly, dear doctors, for us patients it is not very reassuring that you do not stand or trust each other. In the end, it should be about the patient, not you egos...just a note. 
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