Why do bad things happen to good people? He said to himself,Kai! His mind raced back to all the people he met the previous day. Who did I offend? He had prepared very well for this clinical exam but with what was on ground, he knew he was going home empty handed . In the past two months he had been told not to wear a particular ward coat by a certain consultant.
The ward coat had the name of a drug printed boldly on it, of all drugs ‘Sildenafil’ was boldly imprinted on the breast pocket of the ward coat. The first day the consultant saw him with this ward coat, the consultant sternly warned him not to wear it again.
Few weeks later during another ward round the consultant sighted him and behold he was with the ward coat again, this time the consultant said nothing.
Fast forward to the day of the clinical exam, he was so busy reading that he forgot to get another ward coat. He went through the pile of ward coats in his room and only the ‘forbidden’ ward coat was clean.
He went to meet his friends to borrow their ward coat but it seemed there was a ward coat scarcity that day and then he ironed the ‘forbidden’ ward coat, he would not miss the mark allotted for good dressing and hygiene he said to himself.
He got a badge with his matriculation number and covered the breast pocket the ward coat. The forbidden ward coat suddenly became converted to a cute ward coat. He went to the ward for the exam and clerked the patient allocated to him, he was done and was waiting for his examiner when suddenly the consultant who had scolded him for wearing the forbidden ward coat appeared.
He was his examiner for the case presentation and for reasons we still cannot explain, the badge had a fracture or was it a dislocation or translocation. He noticed his badge was missing when he saw that throughout his presentation the consultant was looking at his chest.
He knew his fate was sealed when he noticed that his badge was no longer in position. His diagnosis was Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD) and he waited patiently for the questions that would follow.
Doctor the consultant said, I will ask you simple questions are you ready? Yes he said. His first question was what is the risk of COPD in this patient? He smiled as he answered.
Cigarette smoking, he said. Very correct his examiner responded. Can you explain the economic impact of this cigarette in your patient’s life? He asked. Excuse me Sir, I did not get you he replied.
The examiner repeated the question and as the candidate was still thinking, he asked him another question. What is the price for a stick of cigarette? The ground around the student was visibly opening.
What brand does your patient smoke? He knew 2 cigarette brands and without thinking blurted out “Rothmanns and Benson & Hedges”. He actually forgot to ask the patient.
On the bed side the patient responded with a loud voice ” I no dey smoke that one oh, na Marlboro and St Moritz I dey smoke” He suddenly remembered he did not pray in the morning after he saw masquerades chasing him when he dreamt at night.
He was now visibly sweating even when he was under the fan. He was still thinking about the impact of the last question. When he suddenly heard another one Doctor have you been coming around during your posting? Yes Sir he said. The examiner then asked” What is the admission fee into the ward?” Why do bad things happen to good people he thought.
Just then the bell rang, his time was up, yeah his time was up, the time of the forbidden ward coat was also up. Rumours have it that it was burnt. In the next exams he got a new ward coat and did not meet his previous examiner and yes masquerades no longer chase him at night.
E be like say some animals were killed in the making of this movie.