with the unprecedented, overly enthusiasm i had shown today, i got to go to the endoscopy room to do work instead of observing how endoscopy was done. it was pretty much like working as a clerk, which involved nothing but writing patient's particulars, and begging them to be part of the population for a research done in HS.

sometimes, things are really portrayed as how our minds work. it didnt end too badly.

i just cant quit laughing at the thought of this young doctor, who supposedly,theoretically should be assisting the surgeon in holding the tail of the endoscope while the surgeon transversing the scope through any potential tube, he instead was stationed outside the endoscope room, interviewing patients, and finding their veins and drawing them out.

it's so obvious that his heart was with the surgeon at all time when he worked his butt at those tedious work. he would just tiptoe inside standing behind the green curtain, once there was no more patients outside to just get a glimpse of how the endoscopy was done.

his facial expression when asked if a patient still single or married, was the utmost of all, which he turned and looked up (coz he was all this while busy writing) at the patient with his shocking look, that had so obviously shown that he just didnt get it why this patient had not got married.

and... the atmosphere inside the endoscopy room, was as hilarious as ever, and those MA could be of great help in explaining when those surgeons tried their best to AVOID any eye-contact with us.

and.. i am touched today by what a doctor did. There was this patient's wife who had repeatedly approached me to request if she could see the doctor herself to get all of queries cleared regarding her husband's condition. I wasnt sure if i should advise her to consult the doctor at the next appointment, but finally, i am just glad i didnt brush her aside, for not knowing what happened, and for waiting till the appointment time to come, i think it would just be so unbearable.

i had decided to approach this doctor, anticipating that i would be shooed away, this doctor, instead had shown a lot of enthusiasm, and asked where the patient's wife was.

and she had happily explained to the patient. and i could hear that the patient had sighed a good relief upon the explanation.

sometimes, a small gesture, thought to be insignificant, could turn out to be of great help.

thanks the doctor for making my day. what a nice lovely world the world is with these doctors around.they are, in my eyes, the real doctors, unlike some mechanical doctors=)

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