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Scene: A man, on the 7th morning after heart surgery, rests in bed. He is experiencing obvious pain and sadness. Beside him is his partner, caring for him.
“Are you thirsty?”
“Yes, very.”
“Then why didn’t you ask me to bring you something to drink?”
“I hate myself right now.”
“I don’t like to hear that!”
“Being weak and dependent is very hard for me.”
“But what if the situation was reversed? If I asked for water, what would you do?”
Man begins crying.
“I would bring you a river.”
“See?”
Relatedly, I was talking with a doctor at the German Heart Center this week about how good (well trained, compassionate) the individual doctors and nurses in the German healthcare sector are, but also how terrible all the bureaucracy is. She basically said: “Good people trapped in a bad system? That’s Germany…”
Also: almost all nurses were either Turkish-German or foreign (Swiss German to Brazilian to Ukrainian); head of physical therapy was a gay Italian who spoke German so badly we often used a mix of English and Italian; guy who pushed my wheelchair between parts of the hospital was from Ghana; doctor who did my exit paperwork was a Dos Santos from Argentina.
One question I carried away from this experience: have any of those “Ausländer Raus” AfD types ever been inside a German hospital?
@agitatra@berlin.social@jack The xenophobe to the nurse: "the black guy there shall not dare to touch me"! "Don’t worry, the chief physician does not treat patients with statutory health insurance".