Years ago I had a really high fever and raspy breathing. My mom took me to a walk in clinic and I swear the doctor was hungover. He looked me over and basically told me I was a whiner until my mom (who was a nurse) made him listen to my breathing with a stethoscope. The diagnosis went from "stop whining" to "you have pneumonia pretty bad and there is fluid in your lungs" real quick.
Another one is the time a buddy of mine dove into a swimming hole, hit his head and came up to the surface doing the funky chicken with a gaping wound on his head. We got him out and he was telling us his neck was killing him. The bastard was tough and walked a half kilometer up the river back to the car and we took him to the hospital very carefully. He gets X-rays and they put something like 15 staples in his noggin to close the wound....before saying "yep, X-rays show your A-OK buddy!"
Yeah we said fuck that and demanded a second opinion. Another doctor comes in, looks at the X-rays and says my buddy should be dead as his top vertebrae is smashed into three separate pieces. I saw the X-rays after and there is no goddamn way ANYONE could mistake that.
I broke my ankle once and had a doctor put a cast on. I said it was too tight. The doctor told me I was wrong and sent me off. Two months later the X-rays showed the bone hadn't healed as much as it should have....because the cast was too tight. An Afrikaner doctor comes in and looks at my cast and shakes his head in disgust and demands to know whose work it was, haha. The guy redid it properly in half the time.
Our health care system is joke and most of these doctors are getting their degrees from Cracker Jack boxes or something.
Years ago I had a really high fever and raspy breathing. My mom took me to a walk in clinic and I swear the doctor was hungover. He looked me over and basically told me I was a whiner until my mom (who was a nurse) made him listen to my breathing with a stethoscope. The diagnosis went from "stop whining" to "you have pneumonia pretty bad and there is fluid in your lungs" real quick.
Another one is the time a buddy of mine dove into a swimming hole, hit his head and came up to the surface doing the funky chicken with a gaping wound on his head. We got him out and he was telling us his neck was killing him. The bastard was tough and walked a half kilometer up the river back to the car and we took him to the hospital very carefully. He gets X-rays and they put something like 15 staples in his noggin to close the wound....before saying "yep, X-rays show your A-OK buddy!"
Yeah we said fuck that and demanded a second opinion. Another doctor comes in, looks at the X-rays and says my buddy should be dead as his top vertebrae is smashed into three separate pieces. I saw the X-rays after and there is no goddamn way ANYONE could mistake that.
I broke my ankle once and had a doctor put a cast on. I said it was too tight. The doctor told me I was wrong and sent me off. Two months later the X-rays showed the bone hadn't healed as much as it should have....because the cast was too tight. An Afrikaner doctor comes in and looks at my cast and shakes his head in disgust and demands to know whose work it was, haha. The guy redid it properly in half the time.
Our health care system is joke and most of these doctors are getting their degrees from Cracker Jack boxes or something.