The sweet and stinging bees-ness of doctoring
THE GP has a vantage point like no other from which to view society.
My patients swarm, like bees, and deliver back their experiences of the outside world. Like the queen bee, I stay in my little cell, waiting for continual nourishment in the form of anecdotes as delectable as royal jelly.
A patient visited her relative in a nursing home and witnessed a comedy of errors among elderly folk with dementia and assorted sensory impairments. When a visitor gave a nursing home resident a doll, another resident demanded: “Give me that baby.” To