Film

(Medical ward of a regional hospital, some time in 2012.)

“Doctor, what’s wrong with my father?” An anxious young woman asks the on-call medical officer.

“Madam, I suppose you know what’s happened,” the young doctor says monotonously, “Your father was jogging in the playground this morning when he sudden collapsed.”

“Is he having a stroke?” The daughter asks.

“Yes, very likely,” the doctor nod.

“Does he need a CT brain?” The daughter goes on.

“We had one a moment ago. In fact, we also have arranged an ECG and some blood tests for him.” The doctor replies.

“What’s the result of the CT brain? Does my father have bleeding in his brain?”

“We need a bit of time – I mean we need to wait for the radiologist to go through the film and give a formal report…” The doctor hesitates. Since the CT films are going to be read by a specialist and what a physician trainee finds does not count, he has not actually seen the films himself.

And, since he knows from his very first day of training that he does not hold responsibility of reading a film, he doesn't know how.