part of my world
Monday, July 09, 2007
Sometimes it takes just one polite patient to make your day.
Lately has been so agitated with irritating, demanding, ungrateful patients that I felt so exhausted to even smile at them.
But occasionally, you found yourself talking to a patient who at least know how to smile at you and in the end, after you finished your explaination speech on their more-than-ten-items-prescription, a simple "have a good day" really really sends sunshine through the dark clouds. Or regular patients who recognised you, gives you a friendly nod or an acknowledgement, sends a boost of encouragement through the fatigue body of mine.
On a rare occasion are those who asked about where you are from and wishes you all the best in your training, etc.. I find that I could almost tear.
You don't get a lot back from your patients.
In fact, they get all the care from you. You are concern whether they are taking their medications correctly, whether they really know how to use that stupid-complicated-Novopen or the even-more-complicated-conventional-syringes, whether it works for them, whether they will feel better after that but most just come to your counter with a sullen face, a controlled-irritated tone, a nod and grabbed their medication and just walk off.
Sigh.
Oh well...
They are not well afterall, so they are entitled to look sullen, i guess..
And we are required to smile.
You are just smiling alone... which can be very tiring after sometime.
posted by Charis at 6:58:00 pm
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