Monday, May 30, 2016

a Turkish doctor

We visited the doctor again on Saturday - sometimes we try to squeeze in a three-fur with the doctor.  Since its at a hospital, we don’t always get the same one.  Saturday, we got the doctor who had seen Teoman the week before for his coughing fit/breathing treatment.  Saturday she was the nobet doctor - on call - which means she’s there all day in jeans and a button-up shirt wondering when she can leave.  

She listened to Teoman’s lungs, looked in his mouth, ears, nose.  Told us he has no ear infection.  (We didn’t even imagine so).  Told us he’s looking well but 1) keep him inside for one more week  2) wrap him up in blankets  3) don’t let him sweat.  

Tolga asked her about the stye on her eye.  
Put these drops and this cream in her left eye.
But its in her right eye.
Yes. Put the drops in both because its in both.

Then I gave her Teoman’s health report for school.  It looked like a standard health report to me … but the doctor looked at it irritatedly.
What is this?
A health report.
For sports.
No, for pre-school.
I can’t complete this, he needs to see a cardiologist.
A cardiologist!?
Yes, for an ultrasound of his heart.
Are you sure?  Its just for pre-school .. .

So, I came back today to find our regular doctor to fill out a regular report today.  No funny business.  A sat in the waiting room as the receptionist typed a thousand things into the computer. 
Why are they always typing?  What on earth requires so much clicking and shuffling of paper so urgently?
Our doctor walked by.  He walked by again.  I overheard the girl say something about Tuana Beth, I though about correcting her, but waited instead.  The Turkish way would have been to barge down the hallway into his office - but I was too shy for this.  She randomly looked up and sent me eventually - and I explained to our doctor quickly and nervously how I’d been here twice for Teoman blah blah blah and he filled out the form.  

He also told me that the “standard” health form I gave him, was not the standard in Turkey.  Its easy to forget countries have different standards. 

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