Lola is the fictitious name of one of my real patients. He is eleven years old and
Unfortunately, he already knows the stabs that life gives, since he has been fighting an osteosarcoma for his last two years. If you don’t know what that is, don’t worry, I’ll summarize it in two words: a bitch. With P from PSOE. Or PP, or Podemos, which in this case does not matter. And in her daily fight she almost never loses that beautiful smile that lights up my office every time she enters and makes the day of all of us who are lucky enough to share this hard battle with her.
I don’t say anything about your mother’s courage and integrity, but give her imagination and you will still fall short. She is very aware, as you are, of the fragility of the human being. And it has its fears, just like you. And in her worst nightmares, surely as in her case, black birds flutter around her daughter squawking menacing metastases and relapses. But then she wakes up, clenches her fists, cries just enough and secretly, and dresses with her best smile to start another new day with Lola, who will not be mayor but is her little princess, a princess so important to her -for me too – At least like the mayor of Molina, no matter how excellent you are. And if you expose yourself in your town hall (because you want to), she is obliged to do it in your school as much or more than you.
Therefore, the next time I see her, I will have to explain to her that no, I cannot yet vaccinate her against Covid-19. That cancer patients are not yet included in the protocol. It’s not that I don’t want to; that the explanations that you have given publicly are a string of hoaxes that do not conform to reality. That a doctor cannot request this vaccine for any patient because they are nominative, that is, they arrive for their recipient from the Ministry with their name, surname, ID and professional category. That they come in vials of six doses and they cannot have vaccinated anyone in Molina with a surplus from the vial because the Ministry immediately collects those surpluses to use them. That far from being able to vaccinate five people because that would mean having hidden not just a surplus, but a whole vial. That her family doctor refuses to sign any justification and to be used as a shield because it was not she who provided it, but the medical coordinator. That is why the coordinator had to be the one who hastily signed that unfortunate document, even involving other professionals to save you, which has led to an uncertain outcome at this stage.
And if you don’t want to reveal your romantic situation or the real reasons why you got the vaccine, I won’t be the one to do it. I wish you the best for your health, but I trust that to take the second dose you will no longer skip the line and wait your turn like the rest of the patients.
Because the innocent Lola deserves respect and there are many others also in the same situation. She is not more than eleven years old and she still does not have a boyfriend; his age does not allow him to compete with you in that section on equal terms.
Don’t take advantage of that, Madam Mayor.
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