There have been four doctors in my recent past that were just burned out by the time they got to my little cubicle. They had kept me waiting almost a half hour and it was because they were dealing with an emergency. It must be exhausting to see all they see and make the heavy decisions.
My mother's gynocologist apologized for being late. "Someone had to talk," she explained. They should have scheduled an hour appointment but that is the way it goes. What is a busy doctor going to do.. say "Your appointment is up take your sorry troubles out of here so I can bring in my next money maker." She pads her bill. sigh.
The doctor who gave me my free medicare physical was almost shaking. She didn't explain why she was late but it was obvious that what ever she had been dealing with was trouble. I tried not to be trouble but I was anyway. Bodies are messy and unpredictable. We muddled thru somehow and got all checked out. I think she took care of me in a daze. I was glad I wasn't really sick.
We had a meltdown with our former doctor for my mom. He had been hit on his bicycle and had his arm in a cast. When he found out we had been to the Doctor Express that weekend he couldn't contain his distain.
"They change things all around and I can't keep up." he lamented. He walked out in a huff and left the building. We changed doctors.
Our sweet little lady doctor really seems to care what happens to us and we love to talk to her and try to figure out the latest development in my mom's case. But last time she kept us waiting and then they put us in a room on the far side of the offices. I think there was something they didn't want us to see or hear. She was so tired and distracted when she got to us. She apologized and we were compassionate. '
My mom and I both have worked in the medical field. It gets heavy. People who come into a hospital to visit have no idea what really goes on in those hallways. The tv shows only begin to grasp the human drama. It can rock your world. You see things and have to make decisions about situations that are incomprehensible.
Are we reaching some sort of saturation point? Can the doctors keep up with all the pressure of what they see and the decisions they have to make? We are all only human and we all have to die. Geez. I know it is heavy but in primitive times even the Witch Doctors got a break. Are we asking too much, not just of doctors but of all of us?