Dr. Grumpy: "I hope she'll be okay."
Mrs. Epistaxis: "It was a mess. Here's a picture." (whips out iPhone with gory picture).
Dr. Grumpy: "That's okay, I believe you. How have you been?"
Mrs. Epistaxis: "I also have the kitchen towel she was using in my purse here..." (starts digging in purse)
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"And here's the cut on my knuckle where I punched her to start the nosebleed."
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me this was NOT your first patient today.....
At least it's not as bad as my clients...
Mrs. Dung: So, he's been having diarrhea.
Dr. Webhill: OK. Is it completely liquid or just soft or somewhere in between?
Mrs. Dung: Here, I brought some with me (whips out baggie closed with twist tie containing grass, gravel, and what looks like chocolate syrup).
Dr. Webhill: That's ok. How often is he having it?
Mrs. Dung: Well, let's see (whips out 7 more baggies) here's one from each time he's gone since 6 AM today...
@webhill: I think I'm about to lose my lunch. :-(
It's as if she thinks she's in grade school and has to document why she is tardy. Yeesh.
Please, keep your biohazardous waste to yourself!
PERSONALLY, I think the I Phone ranks right up there with intermitent windshield wipers as being among mans greatest inventions. We can now document mom's bloody nose.
I love you Grumpy, you make me feel like a semi normal type.
This ranks right up there with people who insist on shoving the carton of sour milk under your nose. "No, SMELL IT." Y'know what? That face you made is convincing enough for me.
Thank you ma'am, that smell certainly explains the coppery smell that accompanied your entrance. Excuse me while I step out and throw up now!
Ick! Did you immediately regret shaking her hand?
TMI! Now comes with official documentation, visual aids, and physical evidence!
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