You get shot there, I die here…
It was Monday morning.
The waiting room was full, marked by the familiar restlessness of patients waiting to see their regular GP in a system stretched thin by shortages of time, staff and certainty.
My next patient was a 55-year-old man who had booked in for a “full checkup”.
When I asked how I could help, he replied almost casually: “I just want to make sure nothing’s wrong. I’ve had some chest pain the last few days — it feels like I’ve been shot in the heart.”