Admission Department
Today we were in the reception department of Perthh Hospital. Honestly, if there was no holiday today, then it would be self-evident to wait for a girlfriend at 9h. Of course, when forming the papers, the woman who served us said that we would have to wait a long time and that the shortest time would be 3-4h, but 9h yes, an impressive time to listen to the stories of other companions who are not here for the first time. But not the story of it! Who is the woman (presented as a customer service representative or the like) who comes to me every half hour and asks how I feel, or what I don't want and tells how my girlfriend feels?! Of course, if you don't have phones and can't communicate with each other, you can ask at the inquiry box, there was a very kind and oncoming woman today, who also went "under the brick" at the request of other relatives and then provided information. At one point, the "attendant" arrives, begins to tell me what examinations my girlfriend is doing, even though at that moment she has come out of the waiting room and is buying a bottle of water at the machine, at that moment, to be honest, I laughed and misunderstood at the same time. Forgive me, but how can I be sure in such a situation that this "attendant" is always true when telling me how to belong to what's going on with that other person inside? Despite this strange post and the increased care for those present, thanks to the staff who did their job, albeit for a long time, professionally. Many thanks, doctors on duty! Armands
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