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Preventing a Deadly Outcome from a Visit to the Doctor
Today I’m sharing an experience with you in hopes of preventing something we do but don’t think about; something which can be dangerous. At a recent doctor appointment, I found two people in the waiting room just hacking away, coughing up a storm, and very likely infecting others. They were together, and there for only a minute before the nurse took them back to the exam room, removing them from proximity to the rest of us who were waiting. I went to the reception window and asked for bleach wipes, but instead they sent someone out to wipe down the arms of the chairs those two folks had been sitting in, and the table and magazines in front of where they sat. But I guarantee – there were still bugs remaining in the waiting and reception area. I had to wonder – how many others might get sick from those germs? As I continued to wait for my appointment, I thought back to a similar, probably more deadly experience 10 years ago. Remember Swine Flu? In 2009, the Swine Flu pandemic put the world under siege from a microscopic bug, naked to the eye – and yet, a killer. Almost 61 million Americans contracted it, and more than 12 thousand Americans died from it. Globally, hundreds of thousands of people died from Swine Flu. In the middle of the Swine Flu crisis, I had a check-up appointment. I arrived at the doctor’s office (not the same doctor – I have moved 1200 mile since then) to an overflowing waiting room, walked to the check-in window, and was asked to sign in. I looked down at the pen and paper I was expected to use, and instead dug my own pen out of my purse to sign my name. I could only imagine how sick I might also get if I used the office pen! (I then looked around, saw how many sick people were there, told them I was leaving, and I would call to reschedule. I didn’t want to stay so exposed in that waiting room.) It’s possible I saved myself from getting sick, or even dying. I realize that may sound overly dramatic – but – who knows? I’m not even a germophobe, but I will certainly protect myself when circumstances and possibilities are so obvious. Fast forward, back to today… It seems like a simple thing, right? …