Why is going to hospitals are always kind of a bad experience? I do not think going to hospitals frequently is a good idea. Is it good to know we have a problem? All hospitals have the same images: a smell of alcohol, doctors and nurses wearing almost the same uniform, and babies crying. It is a kind of sacrifice to go to hospitals and feel like you are in trouble because of your health condition. Also, although we have to visit doctor’s office constantly, I do not like it. Because of that, I have had three experiences with doctors and hospitals: two bad experiences were with me and with my grandmother. A positive one was with my grandfather, when he was treated very well by his doctors and hospital.
The first negative experience happened
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She went to her doctor’s office in Sao Paulo, at Hospital das Clínicas. Her doctor gave her diagnosis: a problem in her heart. She winced because of her condition. Her doctor told her she was supposed to take medicine until the end of her life.The negative experience was because she did not feel comfortable with the doctor who asked almost screaming why she had smoked a lot when she was younger. My grandmother started crying and he did not apologize for any inconvenient. The doctor treated her like an irresponsible person, who did not know to take care of herself. He used an arrogant tone to call my grandmother’s attention. He still argued that the chances of death were very high because of her addiction. My grandmother, in a humble way, responded to the doctor that she had never known about dangers of cigarette. Because of the bad treatment, she nevermore came back to that doctor …show more content…
I was not accustomed to speaking English with my doctor when I was in Brazil. It was hard to express my pain in another language. I felt a little bit lost because of that. I had a food poisoning after eating a hamburger from the Mc Donald’s. I went to the hospital near home, and then I started to explain to the doctor that I was not feeling very good and I needed her help. The doctor did not make any effort to understand my English. She started laughing when she saw I was from another country and I could not explain exactly what I was felling at the moment. I asked her why she was laughing and she said that I looked to be confused and unclear. After translating some key words and showing her, she informed me that my English was terrible and to make sure I was in the right country because I could not communicate to people. I felt a very contempt from her and I just said that English was not my first language. I got the prescription and I went
She went to her doctor’s office in Sao Paulo, at Hospital das Clínicas. Her doctor gave her diagnosis: a problem in her heart. She winced because of her condition. Her doctor told her she was supposed to take medicine until the end of her life.The negative experience was because she did not feel comfortable with the doctor who asked almost screaming why she had smoked a lot when she was younger. My grandmother started crying and he did not apologize for any inconvenient. The doctor treated her like an irresponsible person, who did not know to take care of herself. He used an arrogant tone to call my grandmother’s attention. He still argued that the chances of death were very high because of her addiction. My grandmother, in a humble way, responded to the doctor that she had never known about dangers of cigarette. Because of the bad treatment, she nevermore came back to that doctor …show more content…
I was not accustomed to speaking English with my doctor when I was in Brazil. It was hard to express my pain in another language. I felt a little bit lost because of that. I had a food poisoning after eating a hamburger from the Mc Donald’s. I went to the hospital near home, and then I started to explain to the doctor that I was not feeling very good and I needed her help. The doctor did not make any effort to understand my English. She started laughing when she saw I was from another country and I could not explain exactly what I was felling at the moment. I asked her why she was laughing and she said that I looked to be confused and unclear. After translating some key words and showing her, she informed me that my English was terrible and to make sure I was in the right country because I could not communicate to people. I felt a very contempt from her and I just said that English was not my first language. I got the prescription and I went