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So I Went To The Hospital Last Night

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So I Went To The Hospital Last Night

Hospital MAC Aguascalientes Norte. This is an amazing facility in the north end of the city. Both the hospital and the adjacent medical tower feature state of the art equipment. There are 477 consulting rooms for the various specialists, one of whom I saw last night.

But I need to back this up a little. My friend Arcelia and her husband own a small cafe in San Marcos. I was having breakfast with Arcelia and two other friends yesterday when I mentioned that my ear was blocked. Arcelia immediately offered to take me to a doctor two doors down from the cafe. It was noon by now. After less than a 5 minute wait, we were shown into the examining room. Although my Spanish is quite good, it was nice to have Arcelia with me as a translator. I also had an app on my phone for medical terms in addition to the usual Google translator. In broken English and fluent Spanish, the doctor explained to me that he didn’t have the proper equipment to help me. I was rather surprised. In Canada my family doctor never had a problem with syringing my ears when necessary. After an approximately fifteen minute discussion, he referred me to a specialist at MAC. He also refused to charge me for the office visit. He felt badly that he couldn’t help me and had to refer me to a specialist. Just imagine a doctor in Canada or the USA doing that!

I was a little discouraged and more than a little anxious at this point. My ear had been blocked for 4 days. Arcelia then contacted the office of the ENT specialist and I was completely blown away that I had been given an appointment for 7 pm. Really? A referral to a specialist and being seen that very same day? Never would happen in Canada or the USA!

To my surprise the doctor spoke English. And I have to tell you, seeing a doctor here in Mexico is very different. It feels more like a social call. Once the doctor had entered my medical history on the computer, I was then guide over to a chair in front of a huge monitor on the wall, not your typical computer or TV screen. I was treated to a clear view of the impacted wax in my ear that had been causing me distress. The entire time she was working on my ears (and it turns out my good ear wasn’t really in that good a shape either) we talked about a variety of things, among them Arcelia’s cafe and the conversation club we have there. The doctor also checked my nose and throat while she was at it. Thankfully those were just fine.

An hour with the specialist and I walked out of there a different person. In just under $50 US, it came to hundreds of dollars less than the deductible on my travel health policy. I won’t even comment. You can draw your own conclusions. And the cost to park in the hospital parkade was about sixty cents US per hour.

By the way, I only use private clinics and hospitals. The government-run ones, such as IMSS, are a whole different story. Maybe I’ll save that for another blog post.

In the meantime, I’ve had to adjust the volume on my TV, my computer and my cellphone. And I’ve noticed just how loud the fan in my bedroom is!

My Daughter

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My Daughter

As a mother you always want to protect your children. You love them and pray for them and want only good things for them.

They grow up and make career choices. My daughter pursued a career in culinary arts but wanted more of a challenge after working as a chef for a couple of years. She then chose nursing as a second career. She has worked mainly as an ICU nurse for the past several years.

Her mother faints at the sight of blood. So to say that I am nervous about her work is an understatement. And in view of what’s going on right now with COVID-19 I am even more so.

But at the same time I am extremely proud of my daughter. The hospital where she works is in Kelowna, BC in Canada. She assures me they have adequate supplies and are taking every precaution.

The other day I What’s App’d her to see if it was a good time to call. The featured photo in this post was her reply. This photo was taken at the nurse’s desk. She told me she puts on even more garb when she goes into a patient’s room.

I feel a tiny bit more reassured but I still worry. It’s really hard to sit back and watch her face the danger and uncertainty she experiences regularly. This is something I can’t protect her from.

Stay safe Kimmy. Love you lots!