By Agim Xhafka
I woke up with a red eye. It's normal for anyone to get stressed in such cases. I decided to go to the ophthalmologist. And since we have free healthcare, I went to the specialty clinic. I took out my ID, told them my age and address, that this clinic covered me, that is, and I was waiting for the continuation.
"Where do you have the family doctor's recommendation?" the lady asked the information desk.
"Here," I said and showed him the eye. I believed it was a bio recommendation.
-You can't visit without a recommendation!
I was pushed aside because the queue behind me seemed to be selling tickets for Gjebresë's "Magic Song". I had nothing to do. I went to my neighborhood, to the family doctor. I walked two km between the horns and the poisoned air. But the doctor was not there. No one even knew when he would come. I walked another 2 km and back to the specialty ambulance.
-You have nothing on the line without a recommendation.
This sentence again. I went upstairs, the floors were full of people. After learning where the ophthalmology department was, I headed there. I was begging people to make way for me because it was at the end of the corridor. As I got closer, I saw that during the day, it seemed like three doctors couldn't handle the flow. I went out again. Maybe the other eye is red from fatigue and the snoring, I said to myself. As I got out on the street, the German eye hospital beckoned me to the right, opposite the "Our Lady of Good Counsel" clinic. I went to the first one. It took ten minutes. I paid normally, but luckily it was a day of offers. I'm going to the one opposite, to verify the diagnosis. They told me the same thing there. At the pharmacy, I bought a bottle of liquid, I don't know what it's called. I put three drops in at home and in the meantime I felt tired, my snoring stopped for kilometers. Oh, if I had money, I would have spent less, I said and remembered Berti who operated on my gallbladder. To the state.
"They beat me," he said. "Everyone wanted it. I paid close to 3 thousand euros."
"I had my gallbladder operated on at Salus, a private clinic, for 2 thousand," said Naqja.
Oh Edvin, make healthcare free of charge, because that way it's free from the gray. But it also leaves us without dignity, we stand like fools in front of every doctor, nurse or sanitation worker. Hurry up, Edvin!
