Entre deux patients, Gibus, ce matin. Mon anesthésiste déjeunait. Des rôties de pain brun et du beurre d'arachides. J'arrivai entre la première et la deuxième tranche.
Nous avions traité ensemble, l'été passé, un patient qui souffrait d'une colite à Clostridium Difficile. Insuffisance rénale aiguë. Choc septique. Nous avions dû le transférer dans un autre hôpital, lequel était équipé de machines à dialyse rénale. Le chirurgien, là-bas, avait finalement dû pratiquer une colectomie totale, ce qui sauva le patient.
-You know, doctor Delhorno, that patient would have died in India!
-How come?
-Nobody knows over there. They do not know the disease, do not know the treatment, do not even know that you don't have to die.
-I thought that medicine is not that bad in India.
-If you have money, no problem. You will get the best. But nobody has money. My brother-in-law died from acute diverticulits two years ago. Felt sick one evening. Was brought to hospital the next morning and died the day after. Everybody thought it was ok. Although he would not have died in Canada.
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-You know, doctor Delhorno, life is cheap in India.
...life is cheap in India...
Delhorno
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