Tuesday, 14 January 2014
“Indy’s knee and ankle have completely swollen up. The doctor doesn’t know what it is. He said we should take her straight to the hospital.”
“Over a mosquito bite?”
“He said it could be an allergic reaction to the bite, but the heat and swelling is ‘worrying’ because he doesn’t know what it is.”
“That sounds like a huge over-reaction. Can you get to another doctor?”
“No. She can’t walk.”
“I can get home in an hour.”
It turns out all Indy needed was some anti-inflammatories and antibiotics. Nothing worth going through the trouble, panic and hassle of a hospital for.
Doctors are meant to be smarter, wiser and possessed of more foresight than me – yet every now and then, I’m reminded of an innate distrust I have in medical practitioners that stems from the odd GP who thinks they’re Gregory House MD.