Thursday, September 13, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Professionalism
"I expect professionalism."
It's a phrase I often hear one of my science lecturers say. Usually it is because of the boys playing up up the back of the lecture theatre. It's fair enough he saying it, as it often seems that these people cant leave their year 9 musings behind them.
The lecturer then goes into a five minute schpeel about how we're teachers, and we're educating tomorrows adults. So passionate about this issue, he even brought in some research that teachers are in the top ten of most trusted 'professionals'.
... Would you trust me?
But then, according to the Adelaide Advertiser, teaching wasn't even on the 'top ten' list. Doctors being the most trusted.
Today I would like to talk to you about my experience at the doctors yesterday.
I couldnt even watch my favorite show, All Saints, at 3pm, as I sat there trembling at the thought of getting a typhoid injection. The thought of the possibility it not being the right one, that it hadn't spent enough time in the fridge, that I would react. All of these crazy possibilities.
Mez came and got me, and practically dragged me out of the house kicking and screaming.
We sat in the waiting room for a good half hour, Mez asking me all about my trip as she tried to ease my mind about the injection and the abusive type people who just entered the waiting room.
Finally when it was my turn, the doctor came and got me, we sat in his office, he asked questions, and then he led us to a room where the nurse was waiting for me. This is ultimately where I paniked.
The nurse then accused me of acting like a 2 year old. After the injection I felt queezy, lied on the bed and cried. I didnt know what was going on but I felt incredibly strange and scared! The nurse just left, the doctor came in, and put a peice of paper on my stomach, and walked away.
I felt so very uncared for (apart from Mez being there, asking me more random questions to ease my mind). Honestly, the second word of this clinic was 'care', but seriously it didn't feel like it. Oh how I regretted doing this! I knew I should have just waited to see Dr. Chan. He'd make sure I'm fine! He may be that little bit nuts, but he's a good nut.
After a few hours, I realised that although I acted like a complete child being scared of the needle, that nurse really shouldn't have said that. Like, I can get over it, but what about the people who have anxiety conditions? Isn't that a little... (dare I say it) unprofessional?
I almost called them to make a 'complaint'. Although Jesus did command us to turn the other cheek, He also told us we should tell people when they are in the wrong (learnt that one the hard way from Lara).
So today, I have one arm and one foot (after tearing a tissue). I can't drive Roy (without almost having an accident) which sucks, because I need to rely on people to drive me places.
So there's the story of my life!
this post is about: all saints, Indonesia, injuries, lecturers, mez, nursing, prem, professionalism, roy, sick, teaching, trust, vaccine
Brain-dumped by Achi Myachi somewhere around 9/12/2007 04:49:00 pm
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
getting a cold trying to find a doctor
"although I walk through the Valley of Death, I will fear no needle!"- Joy
Today is the day watching All Saints is just 'too much'.
I have recently spent $109 dollars on a typhoid vaccine which will hopefully not make me as sick as last time I had it.
Everybody believes Bendigo is in a GP crisis. It takes about a week to get into my doctor (which is pretty good for Bendigo!), and I spent 6 hours in the Emergancy Department on the weekend. All I want is a simple injection, that basically I want over!
After being on two waiting lists yesterday, and not getting a call for either, I decided this morning to wake up at 6:30 am, and by 7 be sitting outside of primary care (after going for a coffee at maccas) and sitting there until the open at 8am. It's a very interesting place at that time of morning. Probably wouldnt want to be there alone after dark!
To pass the time, sitting on a pillow on the cement footpath, I took some pictures. At 7:30, (note, why was I there since 7am!?) more people came to queue up, so I decided to stop being a fool and put my camera away.
I noticed that while about the 5 of us stood there in silence, we all had the one eager thing on our mind: as soon as the door opened, get in and get an appointment.
It was also obvious that we all were thinking the same thing: Bendigo needs more doctors.
this post is about: bendigo, GP crisis, Indonesia, vaccine
Brain-dumped by Achi Myachi somewhere around 9/11/2007 12:52:00 pm
Monday, September 10, 2007
untuk foto terbaik di kota anda
A few weeks ago I found my old camera. It's always interesting putting in an old film, to see what's on it... Things just like...
My pets at home:
Stoz and Steff playing with some blocks that ended up at my house after kids4life:
Some spies:
Trav, voluntarily posing on his (works) car:
Luke in discust of his friend Trav:
And what's good also is, I got some decent batteries again, so I can take decent photos with my digital camera! And since I'm over my hay fever, it's time to go smell the flowers!
(about 2 months ago. I had really long nails but had to cut them for work :( )
(a tree outside my house)
(it rained today)
(pegs)
(clouds!)
this post is about: photography, photos
Brain-dumped by Achi Myachi somewhere around 9/10/2007 05:58:00 pm
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