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| Dr Mehboob Kukaswadia. |
Being an ex-patient of Dr Mehboob Kukaswadia I found it interesting to hear that he has been accused of negligence and incompetence and that these accusations were "investigated" by the Oirish Medical Council whom subsequently cleared him.
My short period of being a patient of his was, to say the least, a breathtaking experience. Mr. Kukaswadia is an extremely arrogant little man with an atrocious bedside manner whom you'll soon perceive to be unfit for the medical profession.
His surname, Kukaswadia, informs he's not of native Oirish stock but his wife though – who also acts as his surgery nurse – is 100 percent Irish. And she's not just your everyday Irish but that unique breed that’s to be found in western and south-western parts of the country, i.e., Pict Irish – a people with a strong propensity to marry siblings and first cousins.
Regretfully, I attended this doctor for a period of time with indigestion problems and suffered a fair deal of pain and discomfort as a result of his incompetence and arrogance. He caused this by continually treating me for a number of months with indigestion medication, when after two to three weeks, when it became clear this medication wasn't working, he should have conducted a simple blood test.
He got aggressive and annoyed on a couple of occasions when I questioned him about the symptoms and their refusal to clear up. And once while carrying out a blood test – a test he wouldn't have done if it had not been recommended by another doctor – he nearly went berserk when a spot of blood fell on the surgery floor. Perhaps he has a phobia regarding blood, which would be weird for a doctor.
This blood test resulted in antibiotics being prescribed and these cleared the indigestion up in a matter of weeks. As a result I strongly suspect that Dr Mehboob Kukaswadia's medical qualifications may be a bit iffy. When you know as much about Ireland as I do, you'll understand why I say that.
For instance:
Recently a lady from Romania – who had no medical training or experience whatsoever – went to the Oirish Medical Authorities and falsely told them she was a qualified doctor. And the Irish took her at her word and installed her as a doctor in an Irish hospital. It's not clear if this Romanian lady produced fake qualifications or if the Paddies simply took her word for it.
What is known is that she was employed as a doctor and given a senior position in an Irish hospital. No checks were made, it seems that if she did produce fraudulent qualifications they were taken at face value. She went on to work in this hospital as a doctor for a couple of months before a consultant got suspicious and questioned her about an intravenous drip.
She didn’t know the first thing about the solution in the drip and failed to answer any of his questions. Getting highly suspicious, the consultant then asked her to take a patient’s pulse and she began feeling around the back of the patient's wrist instead of at the front.
A child would even know that to take a person's pulse you need to lay your fingers on the soft area to the front of their wrist. Thus, it seems that any type of uncouth nut-case can pass themselves of as a doctor in Ireland. With this in mind, I question whether Dr Kukaswadia might have exchanged a jackass for his doctor’s qualifications in some foreign country.
Mr Kukaswadia, did though, choose his wife really well as she is a disgusting bitch who is very similar to what you'd find in Cork University Hospital. She works in Mr Kukaswadia's surgery as his nurse and on one particular day as I say in the waiting room I witnessed her verbally abuse a young African girl that had come in to keep an appointment. Mrs Kukaswadia screamed questions at this recent immigrant in a disgustingly aggressive manner – at the time this girl wouldn't have been long out of some war torn African country – about whether or not she had a watch.
Seemingly, the young female African asylum seeker was late for her appointment. What really sickened me about this incident was the way Mrs Kukaswadia kept glancing at me as she attacked and belittled this teenage girl. She actually thought that I was similar to the usual Cork-Kerry moron and that I’d take satisfaction from witnessing someone being denigrated and abused.
I subsequently informed medical authorities in South Mall, Cork city (this was like complaining to a wino about his colleagues pissing on the street) about this scumbag’s abusive conduct and quit being a patient at this surgery.
And then, about a week later, as if to prove that the inbred imbeciles in this part of Ireland have some type of insane suicidal gene, she actually had a go at me in Cork city centre. I let her know what I thought of her and then told her to "fuck off".
The sad thing about Ireland is that there the vile and idiotic Mrs Kukaswadia would not have had to swap a jackass for a nursing certificate. The Irish throw certificates at people of her ilk like a drunk would throw confetti at a wedding.
A receptionist in Dr Jacinta Barry's Shandon Medical Centre (51 Lower Shandon St, Cork city) also displayed a demented aggression that you’d associate with mentally defective monkeys. If you read Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt you'll get some idea of what the natives in south-west Ireland are like.
Though beware that the full extent of their atrociousness cannot be conveyed via script or speech. You'll have to personally experience them to know their complete awfulness.
