Dr. Grumpy: "You mean inflamed turbinates?"
Mrs. Snot: "Yeah, whatever."
Monday, November 9, 2009
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Dr. Grumpy: "You mean inflamed turbinates?"
Mrs. Snot: "Yeah, whatever."
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Mrs. Snot: "The sinus doctor said I have inflamed tornadoes in my nose."
Dr. Grumpy: "You mean inflamed turbinates?"
Mrs. Snot: "Yeah, whatever."
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Dr. Grumpy: "You mean inflamed turbinates?"
Mrs. Snot: "Yeah, whatever."
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Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
Cast of Characters:
Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
Mrs. Grumpy: My Boss (also the world's greatest school nurse)
Frank, Craig, and Marie: The Grumpy Tribe
Garlic and Riley: The Grumpy Dogs
Questions? Comments? Biting sarcasm? Write to: pagingdrgrumpy [at] gmail [dot] com
Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
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7 comments:
That reminds me of "fireballs in my Eucharist" (fibroids in my uterus)!
...and another "Family Circus" cartoon is created.
Perhaps she does have tornadoes in her nose... Did you ask her to blow her nose and see if swirling winds of death came spewing out? Hmm? Well Didja? Bet ya'd feel pretty bad when those tornadoes came out and destroyed everything around you...
Either way, gotta love what the doctor SAYS versus what the patient HEARS... can often provide a good laugh.
This is exactly why I think doctors should write down their dx! But then I think about doctors' handwriting and wonder if it would do any good...
At least she didn't have inflamed tomatoes in her nose
Bored Mum - it's a Dr. Grumpy shopping trip!
I did this to my son's allergist's nurse but I warned her up front. She had asked what we were using for the eczema patches on his legs and I told her this wasn't the name of it but I always saw the name as acetone. She knew what I meant right away.
It's really Alclometasone - had to go grab the tube to spell it out. Sort of looks like acetone, right?
Agree with Frank up there.
How WILL you feel if tornadoes DO come out his nose..?? Huh? Huh?
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