“Doctor, I have an itchy and scratchy throat, watery eyes and my nose has been sniffling away all day.”
This is in my head as I wait for my turn at the clinic.
Working in the private sector, one of the most FABULOUS benefits is that your medical bills for you and your immediate family are taken care off, and queues in private clinics are significantly shorter. (Come and work in the private sector! Benefits are awesome!)
Obviously the last thing I want to do when I am feeling under the weather is wait in line for hours to see a doctor who will prescribe me Panadol.
The time from clinic to bed is relatively short and follow up is easy. Drugs are of slightly higher quality (actual brand names) and doctors are usually very attentive and nice.
So what’s the point of this post? Just so glad that I am lucky enough to be able to afford private medical care I guess. Or rather, lucky enough to have access to medical care. Period.
By the way, notice that I’ve changed my Turquoise and Roses blog name to Life as told by Maurina Hamid?
Kindly note that it is an interim name as I continue to search for a wittier and less self absorbed one (though arguably, it’s my blog so I can be as self-absorbed as I want to be me me me me me me)
Ok selfie time bye.