Attendant to a patient

Helllllloooooz !!

Rarely does life give you opportunity to switch roles . But that's the coy nature if what's called life . My medical school taught me to take history of a disease from a patient , the extreme of my knowledge was to make diagnosis about my own sufferings . But giving a history of a patient as an attendant was something I never thought I would be doing. 

I thought life in a clinic was more like a coin - dual sided . Today , I realise it is a pyramid. The doctors side , the patients side and the attendant side .

The third surface :

As a medico you understand what the doctor means to say , but you just can't overlook the sufferings of your loved one . You know it's not a big deal but then to explain it to a person suffering is no less than a Herculean task . Allegedly, you are all praise for your professional relations but you don't value your blood relations. The doctor says , " come on , don't behave like a kid , you can explain them better . You know what it is , right?" 

All you can do is NOD, of course doctor ! I do . But there is a yelling in the skull, who is going to explain?! They won't listen to me ! Oh god , help me lease out ... 

Dealing with the nurses :

Nursing staff , the people you just can't ignore . But from within you have ego clashes ... You have worked hard with your theory but they have their strong practicals base . They will knock you down if your Armcuff goes a little right or is untidily folded . That one look and the surgeon surrenders his scalpel. They tell you the entire to do or not to do list with a tag line , the doctor will explain you. But the doctor barely has a minute to spare . Shoos you away stating , oh nothing to worry , be careful . You are petrified. Confused.

 

So far 

This is all I have to say , see you ... Soon!