Living and loving the medical profession

I for one believe that the medical profession is a calling. May be one may define it in another way.  I love the work I do, despite the many fustrations I go through day in and out. It still has its perks.
Every patient who comes to my desk i think was destined to see me and I believe that God made it such. When in the consulting room and there are many doctors I always believe that the patient who went to the other doctor would be seen better than if he/she had come to me.
I'm not superstitious. well thats what i always say to myself but you'll never see me pass under a ladder. haha
In the hospital where I work, patients come to the clinic very early in the morning and wait for hours for the doctors and other staff to come in. Some patients sleep at lorry stations to get in early because of the long journey to the hospital. Its a sad situation, but a reality, patients would then spend so much time looking for their folders and then join a queque to see the medical personnel.  Then trek either to the pharmacy and or the laboratory to either get their drugs or have their blood samples taken.  If unfortunately they have to have a radiological examination e.g. X-ray or an ultrasound done, they may have to climb 99 horendous steps (thats is another story).
There are the medical staff who decide to slip either their relatives or friends into the clinic much to the displeasure of the long waiting patients and to the annoyance of the staff at the clinic.  This is a practice which is being discouraged.  It is not a right practise as I believe that everyone should be seen based on the time they presented to the clinic.  This i know has made be quite unpopular with some, so they instead send these patients to other doctors (who are not in my clinic) which is fine by me, because , i am not there to run a private clinic, the Government pays me to take care of the general populace.
I do love working in the public domain, you meet loads of people who make you smile and unfortunately loads more who would make you sad.
There are the patients who never answer your questions and would rather give you various irrelevant answers and those who would not say a word then when you are about to rush them out, then they come up with a list of problems which happened about a year ago.

I love working in Takoradi, I love the language (the frequent nzema or ahanta patient makes me want to quickly get a tutor in those languages) the ability to speak in the local language makes things easy for both patients and staff.  With the Ivorian crises, there are also a number of french speaking patients making consultation longer than usual.  The region has a lot to offer and there is so much potential here to develop and offer more services to the people in this region.
I have not been able to travel to many areas in the region, but i hope to do so though I have been told of the lack of good roads to various communities.  I feel like such a novice here and i'm yearning to explore.
I am often asked when i am heading back to the national capital Accra, my answer for now is i'm settled here until God changes my path.
I've got morning smells of cocoa and the sea port of Takoradi to deal with daily, so what would push me anywhere else.