If you’re reasonably smart and well adjusted, you probably have little feel for how odd you are, because you’ve grown up in a reasonably smart and well-adjusted family and surrounded yourself with reasonably smart and well-adjusted classmates and co-workers.
A GP attachment in Killarney, Ireland convinced one young doctor that his tutor was right — people’s lives are more like soap operas than anyone realizes:
Let me preface this by saying that Killarney isn’t inner-city Baltimore or anything. It’s a beautiful, quaint Irish tourist town, where playing fiddle music in pubs is still a growth industry, and people say “ass” and genuinely mean donkey.
And yet…
Seventy-something woman comes in with some bruises. Her daughter married a guy, the guy turned out to be a crazy abusive husband and tried to kill her, she flees the country. Now the guy keeps attacking the woman to try to beat information about the daughter out of her.
Forty-something woman comes in, asks the doctor if her twenty-year-old son can be committed to a mental institution. He’s been doing all sorts of drugs and attacking people and stealing stuff and now he’s threatening her. He’d been living with his girlfriend until the girlfriend realized he was a good-for-nothing criminal and kicked him out, and now the son is demanding to move back in with the mother, who’s understandably terrified.
Guy comes in for routine blood work, I take a look at his history. He was hospitalized for attempted suicide after he invested all his money into opening his own business just before the big economic crash. Ended up on unemployment, decided to end it, failed, now sits at home wondering what he’s going to do with his life.
Guy comes in, he’s always wanted to be in the army. Went through all his training, got in an accident that lost him the use of both his legs. Told he can’t be in the army and stuck on disability for the rest of his life.
Seventeen year old girl comes in with a headache…that’s a pregnancy. Sixteen year old girl with nausea…that’s a pregnancy. Eighteen year old girl comes in terrified because she got really drunk over the weekend and she knows she had sex with someone but she can’t remember who… wants a pregnancy test. Pregnancy pregnancy pregnancy pregnancy oh and guess which European country doesn’t allow abortion?
Twenty-something woman comes in a few weeks after splitting up with an abusive boyfriend. She’s thrilled that she finally got the courage to tell him to stop destroying her life. Gets some routine blood tests and a routine urine test, and… yeah, she’s pregnant too.
Sixty-something woman comes in with heart palpitations, is asked if she has any family history of disease. There’s the brother with psoriasis, the sister with Addisons, husband who died of a heart attack, both her parents died of cancer, her daughter got another rare syndrome, and then she proceeded to list off practically every disease in the textbook along with the relative of hers who’d had it. As practically the only healthy person in the family, she’s got the responsibility for caring for all these people. And now it looks like she’s got a dangerous cardiac arrhythmia.
Guy comes in, he’s married to a woman with a mental disorder. She had to be committed to the hospital a few times, but they stuck together and managed to save their marriage. Now he’s coming in for the sake of his five year old kid, who’s started having major behavioral problems. Wants to know if the disorder is hereditary. And yeah, it is.
This isn’t even counting all the usual alcoholics, people stuck in unhappy relationships, parents who hate their kids, kids who hate their parents, people who are unemployed and unemployable, people who are literally too stupid to understand that they need to take medication and so who end up getting very sick from easily curable disease, drug users, welfare moms, people with stalkers, old people who spend their entire lives in some tiny lightless apartment drinking tea without any friends or family.