To the Editor:
Finally after many months, I was forced to “impose” on my doctor and visit for a prescription renewal. I am about as informed as any person out there as to the misfortune that our team of three doctors won in the lottery of life, or on the wheel of fortune. Yes, Elemuo, Hopkins and Guthrie.
One was lured by this highly civilized and developed country all the way from the Dark Continent. Hopkins uprooted her family and bade farewell to her folks in England. Of course, I do not own a book of clairvoyance and do not see what documents they signed, but I am still sure they entrusted their future life in what they believed the fairest country of them all! I did, too, some 46 years ago, and to this day had few regrets. So to my great shock, disbelief, horror and disgust, I read blatant lies, even sympathies offered by certain individuals defending what boils down to a ruthless, gutless, wily business deal.
I am aware this may make me subject to an attack, or, worse yet, a legal action. Well, heap it on, fork it over, attack me and have me roasted — spare no effort. I have nothing to lose and will on the burning pyre shout, “Shame on us all!”
Did one of you 1,000 patients of Dr. Elemuo not feel ashamed, violated and humiliated, as much as the doctor himself, working out of a janitor’s closet? Where is the national TV? Where are Facebook, YouTube, Twitter and the head honcho occupying the Health Ministry?
To you, Dr. Elemuo (my family doctor), I offer sincere regret, apology and sympathy that you have to endure this humiliation. As far as I know, it is not you who drives home in a Lincoln, nor am I aware that you have a few other business deals that you will try to devour tonight and flush them down with fancy liquid that travelled across the ocean from France. You are too busy making the morning rounds to see a few of your patients in the hospital, reviewing, referring and, after work, attending to minor surgeries around 5 p.m. Every drop of sweat and hour of your day is for the good of this community.
It took us, the despairing and destitute folks, a long time to get you here. What has transpired, and the conditions you and the other doctors have to presently endure is beyond tragic. On behalf of all the patients, I salute you and your stamina. On behalf of all the decent residents of this tiny town, I sincerely apologize to you and your family.
West Creston