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My younger child had a high fever, so when I visited the clinic on Friday, I found out that it was adenovirus, and said, "If the fever does not go down until Monday, please come again." I had convulsions on Monday morning and my fever did not go down, so I went back to the clinic, but even though I made a reservation at 9 o'clock, it ended at 12:30, three and a half hours later. It was a hospital that was often kept waiting, but it is a hospital that is unfriendly to children and makes them wait calmly despite the high fever. Also, when I told them about symptoms like convulsions, I knew why I didn't measure the time, I didn't say that, and I knew if any of my husband's relatives had epilepsy or convulsions. I was just told that it wasn't a word for people who had witnessed epilepsy for the first time. It's natural to know that I don't know how to deal with convulsions for the first time, so I thought I wouldn't need a doctor if I knew that. After that, the explanation of the suppository that suppresses convulsions is not written on paper or shown the instruction manual of the suppository, but it is just verbally fluent, so if I can not remember it and listen again, "Huh. Mom can't remember things once. " After that, the nurse said in front of me, "This mother doesn't seem to understand it once, so please explain it again." The nurse explained while showing the instruction manual for the suppository, so I would have to explain while showing the instruction manual from the beginning, and the nurse will explain the details, in a word, many times I didn't listen again. It seems that I can only say bad things like this, even though I just lack my own words. And the nurse said, "This time I was positive for adenovirus, so here is a detailed manual for adenovirus." It seemed that he had forgotten that he had been seen on Friday, probably because he hadn't seen the medical record. I didn't get an adenovirus manual on Friday. The hospital here was taken care of by my older child, but this time I understand the humanity of the teacher, so I will stop using it as a family member. Is it a doctor to curse parents who are worried about their children? Is it fun to make a fool of your parents? I often do pediatrics because I have to wait for a long time for a sick child.

I'm an adult, but I went to the allergy department for the first time. At first, I thought he was a good teacher to know. He taught me how to apply the medicine in detail. However, due to various times at work and private life, I could not go to the hospital as scheduled, and the instructions were too detailed, so it was difficult to do it perfectly while I was busy every day, and the condition became a little worse from the state once it was clean. I have had it. I know I'm bad, but ... I thought I was doing my best. When I went there for the first time in a long time, I was asked to go elsewhere if I didn't want to cure it without asking why. What about that? It was the first time for me to get so angry at the hospital, and I am surprised and want to be cured. I told you. If so, I was told to follow the instructions firmly and kept the instructions firmly until the next consultation. However, the subsequent consultations seemed to be treated. If you think about it, you'll understand. I have allergies that I have been carrying for a long time. I've come to the hospital. I have decided that I want to cure it. Still, there are various circumstances. I wanted you to see not only "illness" but also "people" a little more. I think you have a lot of knowledge. Isn't it good for those who can fully understand the stories of teachers and nurses and carry out what they are instructed to do?

I used to see my son when he was a kindergarten student ... There is no fever in the daytime, but a slight fever comes out at night ... Repeated for 2 to 3 days. I went to the otolaryngology and internal medicine departments in my neighborhood, but it didn't improve very much ... I went to this clinic, but immediately after entering the examination room, I said, "Why did you keep your cheeks until this happened!" I was angry. Apparently it was just before hospitalization. I used to go to two hospitals as well! I wanted to say, but it's not an atmosphere that I can say ... I'm sure the teacher has some knowledge, but I don't think he can talk about the anxieties of parents who are raising children.

I was disappointed with the doctor's response. My son has an autism spectrum disorder. I had an allergy a few months ago. I also wrote on the questionnaire that "I may not be able to answer the question well because of autism." Despite this, I often hear "Hey, are you listening? Hey" at the medical examination, so when I say "I'm sorry. I have autism ..." I did. "That's why parents of children with disabilities aren't good these days. Mothers like you aren't good at children." I was surprised at how much I could attack people with just one word, a word that I tended to refrain from. For me, who has been studying by reading specialized books since my son was 2 years old, the teacher wouldn't imagine how hurtful the words were. When I visited the clinic for the first time in a few months today, I was told, "I have a bad posture. Did you come to play?" Some children just sit down, just stretch their backs, and even that is not easy. Despite being a pediatrician and telling him that he already had a disability, this response was too incomprehensible and sad. Parents and children will be mentally burdened, so I will try to find another allergy department.

I had a medical examination because of skin inflammation and food allergies at the age of one. I didn't have to go to the pediatrics department in my neighborhood many times, so I went to see the word-of-mouth and went to the hospital, wrote down the details on the questionnaire, and told them verbally. He gave me a quick explanation of the results, and of course he told me what I wanted to know in detail, and the nurses and reception staff kindly taught me well. It was out of tune. As a result, the child was over-dressed and had atopic dermatitis, and at the second reception, he even worked hard on the husband who was not there, such as "Mom and dad did their best! 100 points!" (^^) ) I was so relieved that I was desperate not to cry because he praised me very much. I'm not a family doctor because it's a little far from my home, but I trust it because my symptoms have improved at once since I saw it here. Certainly it may feel cold because it is talked about plainly, but it seems that the child is relieved because he also chats and the child loves it (^ ^) There was a place to choose whether to want a second opinion on the questionnaire, so if you can't go through properly or can't follow the instructions, it may be better to do so. Maybe there was a complaint and I could have made such an option? It's a reliable hospital that I'm glad I went to and want to go to until he's healed. I recommend it.

Do you misunderstand your position as a doctor? If you're a doctor who doesn't listen to people, but asks questions and treats children, change your mind!

A mere 3-year-old child just talked a little while the teacher was talking, and yelled "Noisy !!!" in a tremendous loud voice. Although the waiting time is long, it is inflexible. I don't listen to my parents at all (or rather, I don't have a chance to ask questions). The teacher's skill is good, but he's really good at it, and he doesn't snuggle up to parents or children at all. Pediatrics is a place where you want to ask detailed questions about your worries, but you can't talk about anything and your worries won't go away.

My child's fever did not go down and no matter where I went to the hospital, I was only diagnosed with a cold, and when I visited here at the last fort, the moment I entered the examination room, the teacher immediately noticed the abnormality and treated it quickly. I did. Even now, after a few years, I am really grateful to the teacher. There is some waiting time even if you make a reservation, but it is also helpful to have magazines and toys and videos that children will not get tired of.