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I’m still tryna figure out what I should do next time I step into a doctor’s office.  Either at the hospital or at the local health centre.

I smile.  I say hello.  I explain my problem thoroughly.  I ask questions.  Not stupid questions.

And still I get the ‘glare’.

The glare that says: “Another stupid, clueless creature who doesn’t know anything!” *sighs*

I get talked down to.  As if I’m a 4-year-old.  As if my head’s filled with cotton.  As if I’m a waste of space on this planet.

And the sad thing is, it happens in Mauritius only – well, that’s my experience.  Unlike in the UK, where even the nurse talks to me as if I’m made of porcelain.

Are doctors (working) in Mauritius so jaded?