Talisker wrote:miltiades wrote:Over the last 7 and a half years I have have had the unenviable task of having to find my self in situations where demanding circumstances forced me to become disparagingly analytical of the medical profession and in particular the front troops as it were , nurses , Doctors on duty etc.
I can honestly say with first hand experience both here in the UK and in Limassol that the level of professionalism and care have been superb.
A small percentage of my personal experience was gained in Limassol at the Polyclinic but in particular the Doctor who looked after my wife , Dr Demitris , up to that time , about 5 years ago now , I knew very little of the true professionalism and dedication of the Cypriot medical professionals.
Last Friday , on visiting my wife at the Royal Marsden Hospital , I met a young Doctor who was so caring and so patient with my wife's persistent questioning I couldnt help admiring the way he handled some rather difficult questions from my wife who after fighting cancer for the last 7 and half year has become a hardened "" interrogator "" , her defence mechanism as I decided it is.
I looked at the name badge of the young doctor and wandered as to the origin of his name Dr.Panai .
He spoke fluent English without the slightest trace of an accent.
I couldnt help my curiosity and wanted to ask where his name originated from. Before I had a chance to do so he lowered his voice , turned to me and said , are You Greek Sir ? No I replied, I'm a G/C !!
Milate Ellinika he asked . But of course I replied !!
I saw Dr Panayioti on Saturday and Sunday.
Earlier on this evening on arriving at the hospital and entering my wife's room , a doctor was in attendance , before I could say anything he looked at me and said , Yia sou Yianni , your wife told me me about you , I'm Dr. Demetris !! Not the one from Cyprus I hasten to add , this Doctor came from Larissa !!
The moral of the story , thank God , even though he doesn't exist , for the West and our dedication to life and the sanctity of life , our commitment to taking care of the less fortunate amongst us , our dedication and perseverance in constantly researching in order to discover treatments to help alleviate decease and suffering , something that the father of medicine hundreds of years ago must have had in mind in devising the great medical oath .
To think that people blow themselves up causing death and horrific injuries , unimaginable.
Long Live The West !
What a succinct and perceptive post, Miltiades. Everyone knows that doctors and nurses outside the 'Western world' show no compassion or empathy with the patient. Only healthcare workers in The West have these qualities. And those nasty 'Third World' doctors refuse to use the most advanced treatments available in The West, always giving that pathetic excuse that apparently they can't afford it. They know nothing about dedication and perseverance. As for sanctity of life, people outside The West have no respect for this, and feel no remorse or grief when their patients or relatives die. The real moral of your story is that you have a deeply disturbed view of humanity.
Indeed I may have a disturbed view of humanity , having witnessed a live monkey having his brains eaten , having witnessed a live dog being skinned alive , and knowing that in some parts of the world the value of life is less than that of an alley cat , having seen the children of India being sold to the Arabs , the children of Brazil being shot by police as if they were stray cats and dogs , innocents being massacred by fanatics who blow themselves up , it is no wonder that I have so much admiration for our Western world .
Yes Sir , I'm proud of our values of life and long may we continue to live by them.