I didn’t like her when I first met her, and I definitely didn’t like her family. I was in my final year in medical school during my advanced medicine clerkship. I was full of excitement. As soon as I had walked in after winter holidays, the resident fellow had grabbed me and said, “There’s a lot for you to do. We have a new patient, a 30-year-old woman who was transferred here from a smaller hospital. She has a rare myopathy.”

She didn’t know much about her disease, her treatments, anything. All our questions were answered by her mother, an extremely short woman whom I found controlling. She claimed (the mother was the only one who spoke) that she was fully satisfied by the physicians but had complaints about everything else; if she wasn’t asking for a change of room or yelling at the cleaning personnel for not meeting her cleaning standards, she was disturbing the nurses or complaining about something else to a stranger in the corridor.

当我第一次见到她时，我不喜欢她，我绝对不喜欢她的家人。在高级医学工作期间，我在医学院的最后一年。我很兴奋。寒假过后，我一走进去，居民就抓住了我，说：“你有很多事情要做。我们有一个新的病人，一名30岁的妇女，她是从一家较小的医院转移到这里的。她患有罕见的肌病。”

她对自己的疾病，治疗方法一无所知。她的母亲回答了我们所有的问题，她是一个非常矮小的女人，我找到了她。她声称（母亲是唯一说话的人）她对医生们完全满意，但对其他所有事情都有抱怨。如果不是因为不符合自己的清洁标准而没有要求换房间或对清洁人员大喊大叫，那是在打扰护士或在走廊上向陌生人抱怨其他事情。