Btw, it finally happened.
A Cantonese patient was taking out her misery on me yet nice to anyone else that came to examine her, and I BLEW UP.
I was the only chinese speaking student that day when she had the extraction done by someone else, so I translated her case. 3 days later, she came back with a traumatic ulcer from the tissue tear and suture, which was somewhat normal. Post-op chief complaint was pain on palate. HOWEVER, when she talked to me, it's the whole palate, but when faculty asks, it's just around the ulcer. And when I try to palpate on other parts of the palate, she JUMPED on me as soon as i touched her, yet she was fine with the faculty poking around with a cotton tip.
She wined and complained to me again and again how her life sucks because of it. She said it never happened when she had extractions before, as if it was my fault. I didn't even frigging do her extractions. All I did was speaking the language that she understands. And with all the people looking at her, she was cooperative to everyone else but me.
When I was asking her questions, she gave me the attitude, closing her eyes, pretending to be not listening. Only until I repeated the questions for god knows how many times and tapped her on the shoulder, she slowly opened her eyes, gave me a dirty look, and resumed her complaints, NOT answering any of my questions.
I excused myself for 5 min, threw the gloves and masks into the garbage can, walked out of the clinic, and saw my friends outside. Grabbing my head/hair, I blew up, dropped a few f bombs telling my friends about it. At the end, I finally said it, "f*ck. I hate my own people."
At the end, I went back and stayed professional and yet never felt such apathy to a patient in pain.