In the middle of the night I woke up sweating, my throat felt like it was full of glass, my head felt heavy like a football player was standing on it. There had been another hatch of mosquitoes and some of them had found their way into the house. I didn't know whether to throw off the covers so I could cool off or keep them over my head so I didn't get bitten. By the time 7:30 came around and the doctors office was open The searing pain in my throat was worse.
Well, the doctor had taken a day off. I hung up feeling annoyed because even though I don't begrudge my doctor taking a day off it meant I would have to wait until 4PM, when the clinic opens. Besides, the last time I tried to see him he was fully booked, only available in the vague distant future. What is the point of being on a doctors patient list if you can never get to see him?
With everyone retiring the numbers of professionals and skilled workers coming up behind them is getting less and less. Should we import professionals and skilled workers from other countries, take them away from their brethren ? where they’re probably needed just as much, or.... what ?
My financial advisor told me to plan to live to be 100. I suppose if I’m fit an healthy and die of natural causes I’ll be fine.
I was the first patient at the clinic. I got my antibiotics in record time because there was no one at the pharmacy either. Now that I I've written this I'm going to bed.
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