....What really gets on my nerves!

There are some days in my regular life when I feel completely helpless when it comes to work. I feel like there are so many ways in which I can help but I can't. I wish to heal the wounds they've been having since 2-3 months. I wish their broken bones be healed. I explain at my level best to the patients what they ought to give in to help my healing process. Or rather let's say, their's. Somehow when I explain it to my them, they just don't seem to understand. And then slowly...I start to loose my patience.

That's where my blog begins!

So tell me now, How exactly am I supposed to behave with the "masses" ??
They can't understand my Marathi...I mean how much more do I have to fall to get in their shoes? They don't understand the simple terms, that I learned "for them" from Ma.
Okay I'll even do that. I ought to.

Second thing...they hardly hear my voice. Do I really speak for ants or they aren't "aware" that, that tone can still be used for a normal conversation?
Fine...I even speak loudly these days. No worries.

Just a couple of days back I experienced something that I solely attribute to my BAD HABIT of being polite to the underprivileged. Come on, just coz I behave good with you as compared to other doctors whose degrees have gotten to their heads, doesn't mean you get any right to trouble me at your disposal.

Freak. Some random, self-proclaimed "social worker" who happened to have my cell number (coz I helped our old maid get in touch with him...somehow) called me one evening. That's not what I am angry for. He called me 5 times over a span of half an hour.

Okay I was asleep. Never mind that. I have a right to spend my time the way I like it.

The point is....."Did I complete my Medical degree with you? R we really good friends? Or related in any way? Even if anyone is dying, I'm not the only doctor you get to call! Neither m I the Civil Surgeon here. If a person isn't picking up your call means he has some work, isn't it? He/She will fucking get back to you!"
Seriously....is it so difficult for you to understand the basic etiquette for calling someone you barely know?!!


Aren't these people really trying my patience? =(

But the good part is...I got to fire that man in the exact same words the next day.
I was on fire!! =)

...n on some level, felt liberated...the anger in me is getting shape. I can defend myself.
I'm growing up.

Some crap medical interns will sympathize with!

So....so many things took place on my work front in the past week that I've not written here. Am not going to grumble AGAIN about people who are much more interested in my life than their own. Instead I pick up an incidence I came across that boils my blood every time I think of it.

This happened 2 days ago.

After working for all day long....I got a call from the hospital saying the RMO has asked me to report. Confused as I was, I inquired fo what it was...and the angry voice said..."what does that mean? You just have to be here"

I had to clear it up with the operator that he can't just call me whenever they want...coz after all m just an intern. So I changed and left for the hospital to clear things up.
There was this lady, whom I saw for the first time, who was the on call doctor sitting near the operator's desk. It was her voice earlier.
She said....go with man to the ambulance, you gotta leave for the village and check BP of 60 people.!
.....I denied...and there she was....her voice louder than the Civil Surgeon can actually use...telling me why I shouldn't be a doctor.
I was tongue tied as she was my senior but nevertheless with all that she spoke I was sure ..not helping her out was a good decision. Coz actually that was her job. Her shift was getting over at 8 and it was past 6:30 when this conversation took place. And seated in the operators room she was hunting for a prey.

Fuck her..my brain said....You say I shouldn't have been a doctor...but with this attitude of urs you should have been an Whore. She's paid for her freaking job, I'm not even given a stipend for any of my services. On top of that I PAY. I do my duty in the hours I'm supposed to. I'm even willing to do it if I was forewarned. But you can't squeeze out work from me at your disposal...n with those words. It's not like...I cannot take swearing from my seniors..I can. It's just people like that annoy me to such an extent that I can endure anything else.
Indian govt. colleges have made such bulls as doctors. Damn. I mean ...even I had seniors....but after that one year we all just got along fine.

Phew.....hate hate hate her. She's a temporary MO at our hospital.

I guess...I'll be having real fun working around her =D