“I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.”
It seems that Ive got a lot of things to get used to regarding working in a district environment;
- The relatively long drive to work in my old, ruined 2002 Kancil. Id probably end up having an ‘occupational hazard’ lung if I keep inhaling the smoke coming out from the trucks eczos pipes.
- Arriving early to work with the aim of starting my rounds early only to be held up by something non related to ward work. For instance, writing up case summaries for the Manipal Students exam. Honestly, it would have helped if the Professor does not put too much of an air. Despite that, a heartful thank you to the ward Sister because she made an effort to help me get my monetary reimbursement for my assistance to the exam. If it was solely me, I wouldnt be bothered at all to make the claim.
- Speaking to patients who will give you a different story everytime.
- Speaking to patients who are not bothered with their medical illness, defaults treatments and to a certain extent keep saying that ‘doctors not telling me anything’ story.
- Breach patient confidentiality. To a certain extent, not even telling the patient their diagnosis because of the family’s request. I think this is the most frustrating of all – to practice medicine in all this secrecy.
- A place which looks like a weekend everyday
- Very lenient MCs. Pergh.. hate this one too when sometimes patients request unreasonable amounts of rest days.
- Expensive food. yahhhhhhhhhh
- Something positive: at least the SN, PPK and other personnels know their job description and execute them well
- Patients will come back after a week or two.
Learning to persevere