I had my first experience with the medical clinic here. Don’t worry it wasn’t for anything serious. Even though I had an extremely thorough medical examination before I came over here, I still have more medical exams. This week’s exam was for my iqama, i.e. residency permit.
I hop on a shuttle bus at work that took me to a local medical clinic. My instructions from the driver, “go inside”. That was totally not helpful. I went inside and found a sign that said “reception”, actually it said “male reception”. I’m a male and had nowhere else to go so I stood in line. When it was my turn, I handed the gentleman at the counter my papers, he entered lots of stuff into a computer, wrote down lots of things, then pointed for me to go around the corner. I walked around the corner expecting to see a waiting room of something… nothing… a hallway. I stood around looking stupid for a few minutes then asked someone who looked like a doctor what I am supposed to be doing, he pointed down the hall. Eventually I did find a waiting room. Soon my name was called and I was led to an exam room. Here was a doctor and 3 nurses. They had my file, which included the paper I handed the guy at the reception desk and my picture and started filling out a couple more pieces of paper. After a couple more minutes they handed me a piece of paper and said to go to the laboratory. Fortunately, I saw a sign while standing around looking stupid for the laboratory so I knew where I was headed.
I walked into the lab and handed a nice gentleman my paper and he directed me to a station to take blood. Once he looked over my paper and made a few phone calls, it was time to give blood. I saw rubber gloves on the station so I was happy to know they were going to be sterile. Except he picked up the glove and tied it around my bicep as a tourniquet. You mean he didn’t wear rubber gloves? Nope… bare hands. I was glad that he at least pulled a sterile syringe out of a sealed plastic pack. After he found my vein and drained some blood then filled a vial, I was done.
Time to find my bus driver…