Few days back I went to the clinic for stomach discomfort. It was quite a funny and yet irritating moment at the dispensary. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the end.
Here’s a re-constructed conversation between me and the nurse when she was handing me my medication:
“Gas… 1 day twice, for digestion… 1 day twice, fever medicine take if necessary, diarrhea… take if necessary…”
“Umhh I don’t have fever and diarrhea. Why do I need them?” I asked.
“That’s what the doctor wrote. Take it when necessary.” said nurse.
“But I’m not having fever or diarrhea NOW wor. Can you please ask the doctor why he gave me those?” said agitated me.
Few minutes later…
“Miss, here’s your medicine.” said nurse.
“What did the doctor say?” I asked.
“Ohh I gave you the wrong one. That was for past checkup.” said the nurse calmly.
“HUH? Hmm ok.” said irritated-but-try-to-act-cool me.
I thought I wanna smack my head at the clinic’s wall right there and then. Ohmygod, that’s so wrong!!!
When I got home, I hesitated awhile before swallowing my medication.
“Mom, what if the nurse gave me the wrong medicine?”
“Eat only la.” said mom.