Monday, February 22, 2010

Attention patients!

Telling me that you were in ER with a bloody nose last night is good enough for me. I trust you.

I SWEAR that it is NOT necessary for you to whip out your iPhone and show me pictures of blood and mucus streaming down your face. Or to show me the tail of the gauze sponge that is still lodged up there.

Thank you for your consideration.

Ibee Grumpy, M.D.

17 comments:

Chris@Knucklehead! said...

At least it wasn't someone with a venereal disease or hemorrhoids.

Suburban Princess said...

Sometimes we feel like doctors dont think something is as serious as it is.

Rachael said...

I was trying to think of something good to say, but I really can't past eeewwwww!

vijay said...

hahahaha.....no offense, you sound like Gregory House in House MD series.

Anonymous said...

It could've been diarrhea.

Albinoblackbear said...

Better than when they bring in stool samples in cottage cheese containers and open it up for you at triage.

I'll take sterile iphone pics any day over that.

I actually like it when the friends film the activities that land people in the ED. It makes the "mechanism of injury" part of the job much easier. :)

Old MD Girl said...

Aw come on. Battle scars are cool. Don't be such a priss!

Grumpy, M.D. said...

I've had that, too.

Ellie said...

Eerrrrrrk.

Susan said...

A patient one day came in with a large shopping bag. "I have something I want the doctor and you to look at " she said. I shuddered as I sat her down and took her vitals.
She pulls out her bottom bed sheet and points to a variety of splotches on it "This is what my vaginal discharge looks like" she said next. I said,"Well, a good thing you brought your VAGINA with you today, because that's what we really need to check out. hee hee"
She looked at me blankly...or should I say, blankety. heh.
Oh well, that was still nothing compared to what people showed up with in JARS. Or, at least before iPhones and the like were invented.

Helen said...

Ew.

bb said...

Even us non medical folks hear or see these gross stuff. For some strange reason that I cannot figure out, people will show or tell their friends or acquaintances about the most disgusting stuff that happens to their bodies. At least I can tell people to stop it because I'm grossed out -- and I do. It's almost like some kind of badge of honor.

I guess those in the medical field have to put up with it even if it's not necessary to the reason for their visit.

Well, at least I had lunch before reading this :)

Jacqueline said...

So, I guess that means you don't want pics of the product of my current GI bug :D

The Mother said...

Is not a picture worth a thousand words?

Anonymous said...

no no no no.....i heard and understood...dont open that hankie....noooooaaaaagheeeew

Nancy said...

He thought his brains were leaking out.

Anonymous said...

When you're fainting there's not much difference between a bloody nose or poop.

As a pharmacist, I had plenty of nurse aid background to provide a cushion against the show and tell, but still often felt hot, woozy, and diaphoretic when people want me to look at their stuff.

I tell them to clean it up and soak it in brine before bringing it to me or I WILL pass out.

I can usually get through CODE BLUE just fine doing what I do with whipping up the phenylephrine drip, etc., and attended several autopsies during residency, (but, pulling fluid off a tapped peritoneal drain was pretty bad, and bone marrow procedure with iliac crest penetration just about did me in).

Could never stand dealing with aberrational discharges of live people (or animals).

That's why Skool Nerse and Dr. G. do what they do, and I do what I can.

 
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