Dr K a rarity 14 11 25 (6) 25 1 20

My wife would have it that no-one likes doctors more than I do so for those of you who wouldn't wish to know such a person a little better I would advise you leave right now..! hahaha

No the thing is like a lot of people a visit to a doctor has always been a big deal in my life: like as a very young person I went to see this Dr McQuinn because I was experiencing back ache and he sent me packing right off with the words "Don't waste my time!" I don't think I dared to show my face in the doctor's surgery for many a moon after that, even though the handsome McQuinn was possibly the most highly regarded doctor, particularly with the ladies, in our Group Practice of maybe 5 doctors, although when he first arrived from Ireland I dare say Dr Lees was even more popular, before his retirement that is to his native Scotland. 

Anyway to come back to the present day this youngish Indian doctor from Calcutta, a doctor who came to our town 11 months ago via Moscow where he studied and practised medicine for a couple of years before returning to India where he also practised, is a person I describe as rare for a number of reasons. To begin with he was happy to speak English the language of his childhood in Calcutta but also happy to speak Russian or one of the Scandinavian languages he has learnt since arriving here, and then is quite the most thorough and patient doctor it has been my good fortune to meet in quite a long time despite the fact I would say that these are common enough attributes among the practitioners of this profession in this my adopted country.  

So for a person who for most of his life managed to steer clear of doctors and hospitals my track record for the past 13 years took a nose-dive with a coronary around that time followed by bi-pass surgery and other delights which begin to accompany growing older…

But in between these two consultations I was able to tell the good doctor how I had studied 3rd year medical school biochemistry as a part of my university education, and that the health of the workers in the industry in which I practised my profession as Scientist also involved my interacting with medical people from time to time…in drawing up pan-European consent limits for certain industrial gases.

For an appointment then scheduled for 11 00 for which I was 7 minutes late because I hadn’t informed the people in reception I had arrived, to sit in his surgery  until the clock struck 12 will tell it was also a rare event in terms of taking so long, during which time he had me sign a document to access all my files before him in his desk top computer, then and only then being permitted so he told me to gain access, with a full review of the annual blood profile analyses which are conducted in this country, conducted in the friendliest of manners, in the least hurried manner, when he filled in any gaps in my medical history like checking the pressure in my two eyes, taking the pulses in 2 or 3 positions down each leg plus bodily reflexes…and finally deciding to increase one of my medications which might subsequently be reduced at a  later date I would be hard pressed to fault his behaviour in any shape or form. And he bade me farewell with the wish to see me with a follow-up test for the revised medication in 3 months’ time. Unbelievable!


Have a good day everyone as I hope you get to meet someone as caring as my new Doctor K, if your need ever arises…  

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