Moment of Realization

I always loved visiting my doctor All doctors should be proud to be what they are coz I believed they do the work which gives them what every one or at least I never get when I do my work – Job satisfaction. Think of how happy you feel when you could cure some one or save some body’s life.

It was weird; the other day I had to visit my doctor and I had a queer feeling inside me that was too hesitant to see the doctor. Some how I wished it was over. While I waited for my turn, the beautiful nurse comes with a full smile. Her smiling face made me little bit comfortable. I wonder if they are trained to smile when they first see the patient or was it coz she is happy to see me as the first patient of the day.. The nurse checked the BP and pulse, every thing looked normal. She said the doctor would come in a while. The doctor came with a list of instruction. I need to do this, that, god I never hated some thing more than this before. The doctor made me feel that I am too sick and may die any time.



Come on doctor, I just came for a regular annual health check up and I am fine. The doctor forced me for a Hep A&B shot. God, how I hate needles, after the shot I had to go to the lab and give my blood for tests. Another needle!. The beautiful nurse was back to take me to the lab.



While waiting in the waiting room I tried to find a reason for my sudden change of attitude. I always enjoyed doctor visits. I was accompanying my dear ones to the hospital recently and had seen worst faces there and that probably made me sick of hospitals. Yes, that should be there reason. I just felt like running back home. Quickly drove back home as soon as I gave my blood for test.



I have to go back 6 months later for the second dose of Hep B. 