We waited for an hour in the waiting room, until it was finally our turn. Let it be known that I am not impressed with the services the hospital provided:
It took a nurse about 10 minutes to type in one sentence into a computer (gotta love them ppl who type stuff in using one finger... think she used the other hand for holding a doughnut), while a nurse sitting next to her was playing cards on computer (a huge line of ppl with various ilnesses waiting behind us). Took a picture which ill try to upload once I find my damn cord.
We were sent to another building where a doctor was suppose to see us. Waited there for another hour, until it was FINALLY our turn, n it turns out it was a wrong doctor (not his area of specialties). Right.... so we had to go back to point 1.
After a few minutes of yelling, the nurse somehow managed to organise a doctor who was competent enough to examin my dad's leg. However, the story doesnt end there... o no...
Another 2 hours have passed and there was still no sign of any doctor. More than 10 ppl came n went, and we were still sitting in the waiting room. Long story short, we had to yell at quite a few more nurses (if you can call them that) to get a doctor.
Summary of the day: woke up, took a shower, had some breakfast. Left home at around four, came back at ten. Results? My dad is still in pain, im hungry as hell, and I didnt get that cute girl's number... but thats a whole other story ;)
World- 1, Jules- 0.
EDIT: added a photo of the bitch playing computer games at work.

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