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Today is October 14, 2022. Nana has been admitted to a hospital near his home. Together with his wife, he got there after 4 p.m. yesterday, and saw the doctor on duty about an hour and a half later. She ran a few tests and admitted him. She decided on a diagnosis, so she commenced treatment immediately.
He) was anxious that they would not find a vein on his big, unexercised arm, but the nurse lost no time at all. He surveyed his left and deftly stuck a needle somewhere below his elbow. He soon had a plastic needle sticking in his arm and fluid after fluid dripping down as he lay in the emergency room.
He had not eaten since the morning. They said some medicines could not be administered until he had eaten. His wife, who had just had surgery herself, left to go put some victuals together for him. The staff were very nice people. He even had one take his picture on the bed.
Suddenly, around 7:30, two doctors walked in and nimbled towards his bed. Near his head were the blood glucose test strips and lancets he had purchased earlier. The departing doctor said to the other as they approached his bed.
“This man is being treated for malaria and typhoid. He’s been on some drugs so far. He is a known diabetic who takes medicine regularly. He has also recently treated typhoid, but he was not able to treat it completely, and he went on and on.
Goodness and mercy, and sweetness, and light! Was his audio working well? Did he really hear what the man said? Did the doctor think he was asleep or deaf? As they made to move to the next bed, he cleared his throat.
“I would like to say a few things to you.”
They paused and gawked.
“I am not diabetic. I am not a known diabetic doctor.
Confidently, he grabbed up the lancets and asked, “What about these?” His bigotry and swagger irked him the more. What do you think about this doctor?