Betrayed and Blamed

6th March (Sunday) -  The event takes place on Saturday.
"Hello doctor. How are you???"
"WHAT THE HELL???? I NEVER HAD CLINIC ON SATURDAYS STARTING FROM THIS MONTH ONWARDS!!!"
I had to hold the receiver away from my ear at that time cause my doctor, who is usually kind, soft and gentle, who usually blasted patient who tried to nonsense with him, it's yelling in the phone. Ahhh, what on earth had just happened? This week is really rotten. First auditing is coming in June, but the higher ups are blasting us for every little problems that gone awry. Small little things that could be settled over some swapping around, but they kept yelling, "Life and death! Life and death!" Oh geez, stop pushing us around like mad dogs. My friend who had been in Saudi Arab and various hospitals for many years before she came here said even when it's close to auditing time, everyone was cheerful, joking even as the day approached near, like any other day. Auditing is auditing, she told me. All you have to do is practice the right thing that you had been doing, and please don't go screwing things up. Sigh... If auditing comes every three months, then we will see people barking like mad dogs, as one of the assistant usually said.
I myself even lost my temper, pushed to a breaking point when the new system is coming out. Somehow, on the previous day, against my will and consent, someone had dragged my name into the  computer learning system. Now wait just a minute, I never submitted my name, and I certainly had never said I mastered the whole computer thingamajingy.
Bloody hell. Oh yes, those words really came out of my mouth. I was so furious, so mad, that I comply at first, and yeah, they couldn't handle all the old fussy doctors' personal assistants, so that I end up taking all the flames. And idiotically enough, I did. All the bloody word came out of my mouth. Bloody idiots, bloody fool, bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody... The one thing I should've done was take a photo of the schedule because I did not see my bloody name on it. But again, I was an idiot for not doing so, so I ended up letting them get away with it.
Oh she called after 2, after the whole fiasco. She said, "Do you want to teach others how to use the new system?" And I coldly declined, and then she said, "Oh, I thought you were confident, that's why I put your name in the list." Again, in a very cold voice, I said, "You listen to me right now. I had never once said I am confident in the new system, and I certainly never said that I would do it." She kept really silent then and we hung up.
The next day, my friends were teasing me why I'm not taking care of my doctor anymore, and I said, "Oh you know, we are S-E-P-A-R-A-T-E-D." Speak of the devil, the moment I stepped out, our cashier boy went, "You are needed with Doctor So-and-so." Um, okay. So I did, and I already got few patients waiting. Okay, as usual, let's give him a call.
You seen the first two lines between me and my doctor, now let's continue from there. After he blasted me, he demanded, "Did anyone told you that I cancelled clinic on Saturdays and start operating on Saturdays?" And I sighed, "Doctor, no one ever tells me anything." And he muttered something under his breath, then he said, "Give me few minutes, once I'm done with a dressing in the ward, I'll come over." So I give a sigh of relief. Okay, one crisis down.
Oh Christ. Not averted. I thought there's only one patient but ended up there's two, so the chains of disaster were set in motion, one after another. He went, "How come there are two patients now?" There was nothing I could do, because the patients came at 8 and I only just found out. So he accepted and took them over. But once they were gone, he told me to push all of our patients to another doctor., after checking our appointment book. Seven patients, and there's no note nothing that says no more patients for Saturdays. Nothing. He was so furious that he too started swearing bloody idiot like I do (Oh yes, I learnt my swearing from him) then he muttered, "I took Saturdays because everytime when I want to do surgery on Thursdays, they tell me no slot, so I took Saturdays cause nobody wants the slot." Ohhh, so that's why he's around on Thursdays when there's no clinics. I helped him book a lot of surgeries on some Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays but I never knew. Bless him. In between when he was seeing patients, I called a good friend of mine, a super senior clinic girl about my situation and she went, "Oh my God. Did he informed medical affairs?" I told her that he said he did, and she quickly checked the system for me, but there's nothing there, and I told her so. Then she told me to get my doctor to write a letterhead or memo informing that he has no more clinics on Saturdays, which I informed him, and he said, "I already signed the bloody forms 2 to 3 weeks ago, and I already spoken to the bloody medical affairs officer. How come I still got patients on Saturdays?" Then I meekly asked him, "Did you remember who did you passed it to?" And he said, with venom, ""I certainly remember. It was your good friend, xxxx.  Oh, oh no. Oh God, not her. My God, I can't believe this. What had she been doing?!!! Mother of Mary!!! I apologized like those bobble-head dolls and nearly had to get onto my knees, he looked at me and said, "I'm not blaming you. It's your bloody idiotic colleague who did it. If I ever see her, I'm going to shoot (yell at) her. And do something about the calendar, one of those fools threw it away." Huh? I took a look at my calendar and nearly screamed. The nice calendar that I had, the one which I marked my doctor leaves, public holidays and notes is gone. Thrown into oblivion. Alright, now this means WAR.
I consulted with my friend after he left, and I quickly called the girl who did the assignment, the one who made me pissed, she didn't answer at first. It was her friend, so I quickly relayed the situation to her. She went, "Are you sure?" And I go, "I'm not kidding here, I was yelled by him from 8.30 onwards." She quickly called the girl over and she went, "Are you sure? He had never yelled this bad." And I went, "Well, I've seen him yell like this with nutty patients, but this is the first time he yelled at a staff like this. Did you know that he blocked his clinic on Saturdays to do his surgery?" And she shook her head, saying that there's no messages regarding this, and asked me to talk to the girl who is in charge in fifth floor. So I went to find her at another doctor's clinic, and she too, didn't know anything about it. Great, just great. And because I couldn't stop my patients from coming, I had to run to the doctor that my doctor requested and explained the situation to him. Lucky, he was in a good mood and he said, "Okay, sure. Just get all the folders over here and I'll settle it." Oh, thank you, doctor.
I quickly went to the phone to repair the damage by contacting my patients. Some went into voicemail. Some I was too late, they appeared in front of me, so I had to apologize and said, "I am so sorry. I just came back from a long leave and I had no idea what had happened. My colleague did not leave me a note, and there no updates from her side." My patients of course, go, "She should've updated you." Yes, it's just like what happened to my poor friend form the ground floor. She came back after a month long MC from a major operation, and she get fired by the patients. Now it's my turn. And because the patients know my face, they went, "Why can't you stay with him?" And I said, "I can't. Unless he said so, otherwise I follow my assignment." Terrible, isn't it? He's the only doctor whose nurse kept changing.
So after shifting most of my patients' appointment, I had to do the calendar, the appointments, tidy up the clinic (WHY IS THERE A SPOILED KETTLE UNDER MY TABLE?!!!!), clean up the place, insurance wise I had to settle on Monday when medical affairs is open. And leave notes for the staff who is coming in. Hmm, she's on leave, which means it's me. Oh, clever. Very clever. Looks like I have to do some more damage control. The girl called me and said, "Well, you know his mood, his attitude, his habits, so it's safer to put you in." Gee, more fire to put out. We're starting clinic in the afternoon, hope we get more patients, and please, less drama. That's all I ask. Maybe this week was rotten because I had never prayed to Jesus. Well, I better do it before the day starts... What a mess. Time to go and eat some McDonald's to release the stress. >.>