Musings by maxyzine
Recently, I was on queue with many
other patients in the receiving area of my Internist. While seated and waiting
for our respective turns, we could hear the doctor and patient conversation in
the inner room.
The current patient said, “Doc, I
have become very forgetful.”
People outside just can’t help
reacting to that with a smile and side glances; me included.
She continued, “There were times that
I couldn’t remember what route to take to get home. I was a teller and recently,
I tried to take an employment exam but when the timer stopped; I saw that my
answer sheet had a lot of blanks. I couldn’t remember how to solve some
computation problems. Those were peanuts to me before. It made me cry and
decided to just leave the room.”
By this time, I felt a pinch in my
heart and became intrigued because the patient didn’t even strike me as someone
who is already in her forties; too early for Alzheimer’s or Dementia.
The Doctor replied, “I’m going to
refer you to a Neurologist. Maybe, a certain part of your brain got affected
when you had the stroke.”
I was stunned and felt ashamed by my
reaction and I’m sorry.
God, I deserved that jolt!
Thank you for giving me a “clean”
second chance.
Feb. 2016
