what a week

Yes... I am butt crack tired and while I have a mountain of paper work to do- all I can find the energy to do is BLOG. Yes....its my 2  minutes of sanity for the day:) And for some reason it feels fulfilling. Unlike paperwork, it has that...how can I describe it...that kinda satisfaction you get out of swearing under your breadth at something that annoys you! ( I know a cousin of mines who would nod their head at that comment..stop swearing) yes....anyways.

Had a full on week in my number 3 shoes as a doc at the hospital. Had to do some extra hours to help the team which has been...tiring to say the least. (number 1 shoes is mom and number 2 shoes is the home business) This week has been UNUSUALLY busy and the OPD clinic has been chokabloc by 10 am the line of patients surpass the seats available-go beyond  the corridors past the dental unit all the way down to the immunization clinics...thats like...way too long for me. It has been...trying. Man...my problem is...I genuinely want to help people. I want to see the sick people quick and get them treated and sorted. From time to time I do eyeball checks when I run out to the loo and pull people out of the stupid numbering system of first come first serve and just get them inside to you know, prevent them from keeling over and having a heart attack...but work never fails to get my blood pressure up

on one very busy day- I forced our team to try to triage people (you know- do their recordings (temp/blood pressure etc) and bump up the ones who were really sick (i.e very high temperatures or short of breath or low bPs) so that we could see them quick enough in the mass of hundreds out there who were mainly repeat perscriptions sniffly noses and pain killers. Man, to my shock...all hell broke loose. people were yelling, nurses were trying to calm them down..and to top it off one person in particular stood up and abused the staff outside very loudly about a kid who was ushered in before him having a number which was further down the line from him - ended up discovering he was a priest from a certain village!! talk about keep the peace....in the end..traige fell apart because of the big mouths outside...for freaks sake man...bet it wasnt the really sick ones that piped up...e se kailo se

today ..after a whole week of slugging through the masses..I started to lose my cool. Up to number you know..67 and the patient sat in front of me could not really say why she was there...fiu e fesili aku poo le a le ma'i and in the end she says- I just came to visit a friend in hosp and thought I would get a check...for ..nothing. number 67 been in line for 4 hours...ae leai se mea o kiga...then starts fabricating reasons for me to check her left nostril which hurts sometimes and the other day she had a rash on her hand but its gone now. Koeaikiki percribe aku se kui lou muli.

Then a mum comes with her 17year old daughter. She stands over her with her eyebrows raised...me- introduce myself- whats wrong- Mum- practically shouts out "lea...gale...gae ma'i" (shes sick look at her) ok..try to ask the teen about her symtoms but shes rolling her eyes at her mum as if to say "i hate you you dont understand me" you know that teen stage where you and mum are just not best friends...again- what is wrong what are the symptoms- "well obviously shes sick!" says mum- look at her  as if eyeballing her is going to miracoulousy give me a vision of what has been the problem .."sleeping all day..faimai kiga le ulu..gae mai - aumai saga fualaau tui  (give me antibiotics)poo se mea e koe faa ala ai maka!" ok...now resort to the close ended questions we were always taught never to use- Do you have a sore head YES..sore back?YES..sore eyes? YES...have you had fevers YES.. ok...every question was a yes..but examination revealed a big NO as patient sat there chewing gum and texting someone in the middle of the consult...at the end of the day mother daughter dispute really su rmounted to NADA...daughter needed panadol for headache and mum needed a stick removed from her.....ok will stop there...the jist is I kept getting these rubbish patients and in the end the last one got a "dont waste my time" growlin...sorry..it was waiting there to be said. It happens and I try to be ok about it ..but sometimes there are just people there to waste time...ae uma komumu i le kaugaka o le lima kala leaga kokogi.

now...Im pooped...Im tired...I need to shower...I hope I didnt pick up any of that hand foot and mouth virus i saw on a kid  today...I need a boxing bag to destress myself..and my friends pics of eating crab overseas somewhere has made me really hungry...and all I have at home is saimigi...se crap ia se!!Lol ciao