My youngest child seems to have had diarrhea since morning. Even though we were a little worried, we didn’t take it seriously at first, but by noon, the worry phase became a panic state. The family doctor was suddenly on leave at the same time. Without waiting long, we changed to a different clinic. Practice hours end at 12 noon. Can we wait for our arrival about 30 minutes after 12 o’clock, Doc? As a result, lunch breaks are prioritized. And the youngest son ended up in the hospital. Not every doctor is like that. Don’t try to generalize it. Agree? Of course, agree. Grateful too? Just be grateful. Our youngest child has recovered and is recovering as usual. But still felt disappointed.
Two weeks later, the youngest child was acting up again. The baby teeth are wobbly again and will be replaced by permanent teeth. The family dentist’s practice hours finish at 5.30pm. Can you help pull out our child’s tooth that is getting worse, Doc? It was Saturday, and the time was 5:55pm. Again, time off for the second time to win the prioritization. And the youngest child’s teeth ended up tumbling out after biting his favorite food plus his mother’s brutal extraction. The feeling of frustration that has not gone away is growing higher.
Moral of the story: Sometimes pain can’t beat the need to rest. Frustrated and disappointed are the same because they all end in a deep sense of disappointment.