Have you ever experienced being disappointed, demoralized and depressed when the people you have depended on, lets you down?
I do have an unfortunate and agonizing experience. It all began 17 years ago when my wife and I took our 1 year old son to be warded in a modern and well-equipped Hospital because of illness.
Unfortunately, my wife, who was 30 plus weeks into her pregnancy, began complaining about abdominal painsat the same time, and was sent to the delivery ward at the same hospital.
Talk about a double whammy! I was not prepared for what happened next!
The 'state of art' hospital then HARASSED me with phone calls to my mobile phone demanding me to settle my wife's consultancy fee at the counter immediately. I said I would, but pleaded to stay with my frightened ill son for a while. The hospital was nastily adamant and I had no other choice, I threw the phone down to the floor as I was very upset and began regretting my choice of hospital!
Again, my wife began complaining about a second, more acute, pain just a short while upon her return.
We wheeled her off to theemergency ward but were referred to the delivery ward, after few rounds of hassle with the medical staff.
We then returned to consult the same midwife that attended to my wife the first time. She took 3 tests which annoyingly lasted nearly an hour with her irrational excuses that the earlier tests were not accurate.
But in the given circumstances, I literally had to bite my tongue and swallow my blood with all these ridiculous explanations. She finally contacted the gynecologist and mentioned something of heavy technical flow which made me sensed strongly that something was amiss.
After 20 minutes, the gynecologist arrived and immediately contacted the operating theater's personnel through phone without much explanation.
After a short talk, heslammed down his phone and rushed to the operating theater to operate my wife. Whilst being gratified with the gynecologist’s efficiency and devotion, I had to push the other staff hard because they worked like snails with irking lackadaisical attitude and slapdash mannerism. Hey, this was totally different from what I saw from the TV series of 911 documentary movies.
After a long wait of 2 hours for the operation, the gynecologist came back, with both good and sad announcements. He claimed he had done all his best and saved my wife, but the bad news was that our child was stillborn. Can you visualize how distraught and devastated I was? I simply could not accept this second fact, knowing what all those ludicrous actions and omissions committed by the Hospital before the operation.
But my agonizing and antagonizing trip to Hell did not end there.
I was flabbergasted when I found out later that my wife's medication was mixed up with that of another patient. Guess what? The hospital just casually informed that the mix up was not a big matter, because it only involved some vitamins. Of course, it was not acceptable even if it was true. I decided to pursue the whole matter to a higher level for our justice and fairness.
The Hospital's CEO eventually interfered and proposed to meet me at a Hotel to resolve my grievance with conditions that no recording device and reporter were allowed. Unfortunately, our meetings were not fruitful. What happened in the end?
You are right, nothing constructive happened after that and this matter just died at natural death.Today, I have forgiven, though I did not forget.
My friends, my message is :always cultivate and nurture your good health. But if you do need medical treatment, please be vigilant of the medical establishment you choose.
Most importantly, whenever any ordeal hits you, never let your past experiences impair your future. Your past cannot alter and your future does not deserve punishment. Learn to let go and move on with open mind, jolly soul and forgiving heart. Just remember - a sound emotional and physical health is a greater wealth.
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