Attitude
I will start by saying that I thank the sick very rarely. But this autumn, I was disappointed by my slightly weaning back. On the first of December, my back hurts no joke. Of course I started with a family doctor who sent me for an X-ray. I was photographed on the same day. The X-ray is located on the fourth floor. I hovered upstairs. I checked in, I go to the specified room 3, floor, waiting, my back hurts very much. A 3 question opens: last name, I answer such and such. The door closes. After a moment the door opens and I am told that I cannot accept me because something is not registered there and my surname does not appear so I go back and sort everything out. I giggled back to reg. box and tell everything what and how. Again, it seems that I register and say that everything is fine, I pull back to the 3rd room. floor waiting. The door opens and I hear: I don't see your last name on the monitor I can't accept. Back pain looti. We pull back to reg. window and already almost through tears please let me finally register me. Okay, register me in the cab. No. 2. Aisle, floor, waiting. After a moment, I finally got a cab. No. 2. The back pain was so severe that I couldn't take off my boots. The nurse helped me lie down on the X-ray table with the boots on my feet. To love me, if you had been drinking what I had to listen to when a tantuck came photographing that I have now pigged everything here with my dirty boots, so what should she do now. I felt so tricky at that moment that I started crying and thought: may God stand by the tantuck that fluffed at me and not experience her back pain like I have. Then she would like such undressed boots - a trifle of life. Eventually, the X-ray shows a bent back. The epic continued today. Dec 15 family. the doctor gave a referral to the computer until today 21st dec. 14:15 had to wait in line (remember this - WAIT in line). Today at 14:10 I was like, nail present. Press the button, the machine gives me no. that's all right. Floor waiting at box five 10; 15; 20 min. no one. An aunt is in front of me, we start a conversation. She tells me she's been waiting 30 minutes. Well then finally after my 22 min. waiting and omites 32 min. waiting came dark hair lady and registered us. What shocked me all the more!? The fact that from the cab. No. 1 where we had to ride no man had neither entered nor left this 32 min. at a time. THEN WHY SHOULD A PERSON WAIT FOR 6 DAYS AND EVEN A SPECIFIC TIME IF THE CABINET WAS NOT TAKEN 32 MINUTES? I'm not really a nerd, but I couldn't even hide such toads. The ability to imagine what people who get sick experience often.
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