I was having a pretty good day in the office. It was relatively benign for a Monday. There were few pre-employment client-patients, a few consults, NO CIRCUMCISIONS, and the owner of the shit-fuck clinic didn't show his kuripot face that day.
Then, at around 3 pm, the front desk person-girl, told me I had a phone call. It was the mother of one of the pre-employment clients I had marked "pending" due to UTI. I had given this person a prescription for an antibiotic, co-trimoxazole,to be taken for 3 days. The mother wanted to ask me a question. Sure, I said, what is the question? What happened next brought on THE ANGER.
"Bakit ito ang binigay nyo para sa UTI na ito din ang binigay noon sa kanya para sa ubo?"
I swear to God that then and there wanted to put down the phone. Slam it in someone's face, in fact. In a moment of almost-lost-self-control, I blithely asked her if she was a doctor. No, she wasn't. She just wanted to make sure that I didn't make a mistake. While counting to ten, I simultaneously (and calmly) explained that broad spectrum antibiotics can be used for many diseases. That particular drug, I explained, can also be used (but not often) for upper respiratory diseases. The mother then hung up after thanking me.
Ewan ko ba bakit ang sungit ko dahil lang sa simpleng tanong. I think I may have been irritated by the fact that the mother was meddling in her daughter's medical care. The caller was the mother of my ADULT patient; a person who could make her own decisions regarding her health. Tatawag tawag pa eh! It would probably have been okay if the patient herself had called me, but shit, man, bakit yung nanay ang tumawag?!. Hrrrr.
Yeah, arrogance could be the real cause of my anger today, but I'm going to attribute it to my aversion to the meddling in my adult patient's affairs by her pakialamera mother.
Yup, that's it.
Just so I could sleep tonight.
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Pahabol:
Could the mother had confused cotrimoxazole with co-amoxiclav? Shit, that's even more annoying.
Then, at around 3 pm, the front desk person-girl, told me I had a phone call. It was the mother of one of the pre-employment clients I had marked "pending" due to UTI. I had given this person a prescription for an antibiotic, co-trimoxazole,to be taken for 3 days. The mother wanted to ask me a question. Sure, I said, what is the question? What happened next brought on THE ANGER.
"Bakit ito ang binigay nyo para sa UTI na ito din ang binigay noon sa kanya para sa ubo?"
I swear to God that then and there wanted to put down the phone. Slam it in someone's face, in fact. In a moment of almost-lost-self-control, I blithely asked her if she was a doctor. No, she wasn't. She just wanted to make sure that I didn't make a mistake. While counting to ten, I simultaneously (and calmly) explained that broad spectrum antibiotics can be used for many diseases. That particular drug, I explained, can also be used (but not often) for upper respiratory diseases. The mother then hung up after thanking me.
Ewan ko ba bakit ang sungit ko dahil lang sa simpleng tanong. I think I may have been irritated by the fact that the mother was meddling in her daughter's medical care. The caller was the mother of my ADULT patient; a person who could make her own decisions regarding her health. Tatawag tawag pa eh! It would probably have been okay if the patient herself had called me, but shit, man, bakit yung nanay ang tumawag?!. Hrrrr.
Yeah, arrogance could be the real cause of my anger today, but I'm going to attribute it to my aversion to the meddling in my adult patient's affairs by her pakialamera mother.
Yup, that's it.
Just so I could sleep tonight.
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Pahabol:
Could the mother had confused cotrimoxazole with co-amoxiclav? Shit, that's even more annoying.
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