Read this in the newspaper today:
A 67-year-old woman went to her doctor complaining of eye pain. She was then sent to have eye-surgery for a cataract in her eye. Only, when the surgeon checked her eye, he found what appeared to be 15 contact lenses stuck together in there. After closer examination he found another 12 — a total of 27 lenses. They were all disposable one-day-lenses that she’d put in… and forgotten to take out.
No wonder she had eye pain.
Why the hell didn’t the first doctor notice this?
It was pure negligence on his part.
Thing is though, this kind of story from NHS doctors in the UK is pretty common.
You get what you pay for I guess.
Yet another reason why I dislike socialist systems.
I’d far rather pay my medical bills myself, out of pocket, and get proper service than have everything for free from someone who can’t do their job.
But then, I’m the same with everything.
I want the best.
I want to be the best.
And when it comes to speaking English I want YOU to be the best, %FIRSTNAME%.
No half-measures, please.
If you’re the kind of person who is happy with mediocre English skills, I don’t really recommend you join the EES programme.
If you want to speak extraordinary English in the world of international business?
Language Punk. Hates contact lenses anyway.
P.S. My mum died of a very rare form of cancer (pseudomyxoma peritonei) several years ago.
She went from doctor to doctor to doctor for months before anybody actually worked out what was wrong with her.
It was pure luck that her cancer ever even got identified.
She just happened to be at a hospital on the day a specialist in that particular type of cancer was there on other business.
He saw my mum’s test results and alerted the doctor.
Would she have survived if it’d been worked out earlier?
Honestly, probably not.
But still, doesn’t exactly fill you with confidence, does it.