Don't test my patients..

I just returned from an X-Ray exam of my knees. Nothing serious, it’s just an annoying pain that bothers me when I sit still for a long time, which I am doing a lot of, these days. Since it has been irritating me for the last 3 months or so, I decided to consult a Bone specialist, last week.

The medical centre I chose for the task was picked more out of convenience (its right next door), rather than for its state-of-the-art capacities. One niggle in my plan, however, was the fact that this centre had no X-Ray machine, which is apparently needed to reach a conclusion. I was told I’d be called when it arrived.

Nearly (or merely) after a week of waiting (that's how long/short it takes in Dubai to get an X Ray machine and license it to the centre), I got a call from the centre, asking me to come for my X-ray appointment today. As I entered, I noticed something strange. There were more nurses than doctors, and these were the meddlesome type, who keep interrupting the doctors in the middle of their diagnoses, with unimportant matters such as the spelling of ‘medicine’, and concern over his illegible scribbling. I winced at their sheer numbers, as I handed them back my A4 form, with my details, before my X-Ray examination. We all know the clichéd saying that goes:Too many nurses soil the cloth, or something.

Anyways, soon after the X-ray exam, the doctor called me into his office, and was tossing around some small talk while inspecting my X-rays (What is the relation between my increased fatness, lack of physical exercise and my knee pain?), when a couple of nurses literally stormed into the room with the A4 form I had given them before, and stood by the doctor, wearing grim expressions on their faces,and asked him “What should we fill here?” To which he replied, rather calmly, “Arthritis in both knees”.

My first reaction, obviously, was :O! But before I could express that out aloud, or even wonder whether I’ve been IMing too much, I noticed the name on the top of the form. It was some other bloke's A4 form. An unfunny scare, thanks to some unprofessional nurses.

P.S. My prognosis was that I need to stop sitting on the couch all day and get some exercise.