Monday, January 3, 2011

Whatever

Mr. Blackout: "I fainted last weekend. The Emergency Room doctor said it was called Cinco de Mayo."

Dr. Grumpy: "Um, you mean syncope?"

Mr. Blackout: "Yeah, whatever."
Posted by Grumpy, M.D. at 12:54 PM

18 comments:

Hildy said...

This is precisely the kind of thing my mother would have said after a doctor's visit when we'd ask her what the doctor had said. And if we'd stare blankly and then tell her that what she said made no sense, she'd get annoyed at us. (She was in the earliest stages of her dementia at the time and we didn't realize it.) That's one of the things I love about dementia: Nothing is important enough to understand, get straight, or even remember--and how DARE you suggest that it is!

January 3, 2011 at 1:16 PM
don said...

I'm not in the medical field, but the patient's phrasing sounds reasonable. When I've have to go to the ER while away from home, if the condition is such that I'm uncertain as to the description or phrasing, I take the diagnostic sheet from the hospital to my physician when I do the followup.
I also take any bottles of meds given for the dr to see as well, to avoid confusion on anyone's part.

January 3, 2011 at 1:30 PM
Grumpy, M.D. said...

I didn't say it wasn't reasonable. Just humorous.

January 3, 2011 at 1:31 PM
Anonymous said...

GREAT! I thought it was pretty funny. Nobody was harmed and you and the office got a laugh on a Monday morning.

Do the gals in the office read (know of) your blog?

Hope your feeling better.

January 3, 2011 at 2:02 PM
Crazed Nitwit said...

Ha! Let's make a new holiday for drinking! Syncope Day!

January 3, 2011 at 2:15 PM
Chris@Knucklehead! said...

I blacked out from Cinco De Mayo once, but I think that was more because of the tequila.

January 3, 2011 at 2:42 PM
Catbird said...

One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, FLOOR!

January 3, 2011 at 5:25 PM
ERP said...

I bet Cinco de Mayo often precedes Syncope.

January 3, 2011 at 6:28 PM
Li'l Azathoth said...

And this is where "Family Circus" cartoons come from.

January 3, 2011 at 7:02 PM
Community RN said...

Well you know.... after a few too many on Cinco de Mayo it could result in Syncope!!

xx
C. RN

January 3, 2011 at 8:05 PM
23 Skidoo said...

Down at U.S.A. (University of Southern Alabama) my friend was doing her residency. A older woman was telling her that her son had once been diagnosed with "Spirit O' Mighty Jesus".
When she was looked at the woman in a puzzled manner as she was struggling to interpret what she heard, the woman described his symptoms..."He had a stiff neck, high fever, you know, "Spirit O' Mighty Jesus..." Chief resident came by and overheard... He helped her out... what the woman's son had was Spinal Menningitis....

January 3, 2011 at 8:25 PM
a.generic doc said...

I thought Cinco Pee what older men get at night?

January 3, 2011 at 9:35 PM
middle child said...

I'm sure this is rude but, while your posts are hysterical, I often find myself laughing even harder at some of the comments!

January 3, 2011 at 10:09 PM
Albinoblackbear said...

ERP beat me to it!

January 4, 2011 at 2:14 AM
RxKerBer said...

treatment: burritos, tacos, and lots of rice and beans. don't forget the Horchata.

January 4, 2011 at 3:59 AM
Anonymous said...

my uncle once told me he his Dr told him he has "immaculate deception",turned out to be Macular Degeneration

January 4, 2011 at 8:07 AM
Kim said...

I recently went to Red Lobster for lunch. I ordered goldfish. I should have been eating with Mr. Blackout. The waiter found it amusing.

January 4, 2011 at 8:26 AM
Mari-Ann said...

I once referred to Braxton-Hicks contractions to my nurse sister as Bennie Hill contractions (knowing it wasn't right but that was the best I could do) and she knew what I meant right away! Hey, it's been a LONG time since I have been preggers.

January 4, 2011 at 4:28 PM

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