Friday, April 27, 2007

YOU!

you think i enjoy nagging to you. i wun even care if your feet rots stinks to high heaven and you amputate and die with only one leg left. i wun even care if you accidentally stick a pin up your heel and walk around with it. I dun care. you think i am paid to do all the education. you think i enjoy sounding like an old broken record going thru 1001 times the importance of foot health to all my patients. you think i enjoy telling you to wear proper shoes. you think i enjoy waking up to a 15 degree weather with so much rain outside early in the morning just to recite to you the importance of foot health. you think i enjoy being cooped in a stuffy room having to smell your dirty feet and inhale your bacteria and touch your feet and act as tho it is the most interesting object in the whole world and to teach you how to protect your feet when u yawn and dismiss me off and cuts me off at every sentence and thinks you have a medical degree and you know everything about your feet.

watch your back you filthy old lady.

YOU!
you think it is easy to treat a female prisoner who looks like Mdm Grouchy of the year. you think its easy to tell her how to take care of her feet when i wonder in my mind what did she do to get herself into prison and whether she will just bite my head off suddenly. and because this prisoner has a schizo history, they sedate her to make her safe for me to treat so she was really slurring her words off when i do my history taking and whatnot. and that she has hep C and really hard nails to cut. and that she had nail polish on and i had to be a freaking manicurist to try remove her nail polish b4 i could get to treatment. it does not help when you sigh off in frustration when you think i am taking a bloody long time in assessing and treating because all i want is to be careful. it does not help when you exclaim loudly at the end of the day the diabetes education was so boring that even you fell asleep. it does not help when i can feel your condescending eyes on me. you lousy piece of shit.

watch your back you lousy prisoner officer. i hope mdm grouchy wakes up for her sedated status and pinch your balls so hard that your eyeballs drop out and she feed them to you.


sometimes its just so difficult to remember why you like the job in the first place. mayb its cos i am still a student podiatrist. i shall persevere till i get my degree and i shall be the bossiest podiatrist around to ruin everyone's day, EVERYONE else's day, even the receptionist and the indian ah ma who sweeps the floor. so no one will ruin my day.