Life is great

My sister is a nurse and she has been in charge of the client care in her hospital, so she had to solve all the patients’ complaints against the doctors, nurses, the meal services and so on. She had a small office in the entrance hall with a wooden door, always open, inviting the people to go inside to tell their stories. Inside, there was just the space for a desk and two chairs for the visitors.

Once, she was working normally, when a bad-looking man, very angry , entered and closed the door behind him violently. He was complaining because a doctor had said he would not going to make him a procedure scheduled . My sister began to ask questions and realised that the doctor couldn’t make the procedure because the patient did not come fasting. He had eaten profusely before arrive to the hospital despite the instructions…

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