"Seeing my old disease again is a doctor for advice"

Hello friends, how are you all

Today I will share with you some moments of my doctor visit.

My body condition is getting worse after the arrival of winter, this year the amount of winter is a little more than last year, so even if my foot pain is a little less this year, I still have to see a doctor, so I have to give a serial 15 to 20 days before seeing a doctor. One is basically every Friday at the Mymensingh Popular Diagnostic Center.

I have a doctor's appointment on Friday the 2nd, I need to go to work, so I tell him to go on the 1st, so I wait for that date. When the 1st comes, I finish my work, get ready, and go to the bus stand to go to Mymensingh.

Due to the death of Khaleda Zia, many MP ministers from the country and abroad came to her funeral on the 1st day of the MP ministers' funeral to go to their own country or district, due to the traffic jam, they are not able to go from Dhaka to Mymensingh. Even after 10 to 15 minutes, one comes, but there are many people standing inside.

The buses that bring people from Dhaka to Mymensingh without stopping anywhere in between have no people in them, but they do not stop. There are many people in the buses that stop at every stop, so I was looking for the bus with fewer people. I went like this for an hour but I couldn't find a single bus.

Suddenly, a few people were discussing that there was a lot of traffic on the airport road, MPs and ministers from every district had come, that's why no car could come here. Hearing these words, I didn't wait for any other bus and thought to myself that now I will get on the bus that comes. As luck would have it, there were very few people standing in the bus, so I got on that side. We got on the passenger side from Bhaluka, and there was not much room in the car.

The driver couldn't handle the greed at all, so I picked up a few more people from the front and came to Mymensingh with no trouble. After Popular arrived, I had to climb 10 steps, so there was a long queue in front of the elevator. The doctor was coming from Dhaka, so he also got stuck in the jam.

The time that was supposed to come passed, and his assistant, another doctor, who listened to everything the patient said and then wrote it down, went to him and told him everything about my condition and how I felt. I wrote the prescription and left it with him, then he asked me to sit outside.

After some time, the Maghrib call to prayer was given and the doctor came to the chamber. As soon as the doctor arrived, those who had met the doctor with their medicines entered the room in groups of five to ten at first, and there were at least 25 to 30 of them. When their work was finished, they started calling everyone one by one.

I had three patients before me after seeing them. When I called them, I was shown for the fourth time. They prescribed medicine for me and gave me some more tests that I was told to do next time I came and brought the tests. I went through the tests and went outside and ate a halima and started my journey home. Now when I come home, I quickly catch a bus and leave quickly. .

Thank you very much for reading my post

Stay well, stay healthy, stay safe

Allah Hafez