We went through the typical drawn-out paperwork and long wait to get something so routine.
When the medical practitioner finally arrived with the flu shot, there was a little baggy with all the acoutrements including alcohol wipe, band-aid, cotton, etc.
As the lady starts taking out the items to get ready for giving the shot, she drops the cotton on the floor.
She picks it up quickly, and pretending we didn't see, she quickly throws it back on the medical tray.
Now I am watching...
She open the band-aid and places it at the ready on the side.
Then she get the syringe AND the cotton that had just fallen on the floor, ready in hand.
As she is about to give the shot, I say, "You're not going to use the cotton on my daughter that just fell on the floor, are you?"
Her eyes look askance and she throws the cotton back down on the tray, and says, "Oh, of course not."
I spoke with my daughter afterwards about this as it was hard to understand how a medical practitioner could on one hand, be administering a helpful medicine to a patient, and at the same time, was about to use a dirty cotton on the wound afterwards.
What happened to people actually caring about people and taking pride in the jobs they do, rather than just being in it for the paycheck only?
(Source Photo: here with attribution to Sun Dazed)