SHANGA GIIRAN

Yesterday, I went to a pharmacy with my test results showing I had malaria and typhoid. The doctor had already seen me, diagnosed me, and prescribed the medications I needed. To be honest, I haven’t been feeling too well for a while, but I’ve just been ruggedly pushing through it. 😭 I kept carrying on like everything was fine until I finally decided to get tested. The funny part? The pharmacist barely asked me any questions. In fact, I was the one doing most of the talking. 😂 Instead of trying to understand my symptoms or medical history, he was busy using ChatGPT to interpret my results and convince me that nothing serious was wrong with me. He kept saying I just needed some antibiotics and that I’d be fine… while also trying to act like he was hiding it lowkey. 😭 Meanwhile, I’m standing there thinking, “Sir, a doctor has already examined me and written a prescription.” I even had to show him the prescription again and point out the ones my body was reacting to and resisting to. And my friend that followed me just leaned over and said, “This guy dey use ChatGPT sha.” After a few minutes, I just smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I’m okay,” and left. AI is a great tool, but yesterday reminded me that it can never replace proper medical consultation, professional judgment, or actually listening to the patient. 🤦🏽‍♂️