My first year of practice I was advising a young male patient about the ED side effects of his beta blocker. The way I phrased it went something like this: "So if you experience any side effects like trouble with erections, let me know and we will help you out." I laugh at that memory on occasion!
Millions and millions and millions of years ago, back when dinosaurs roamed the earth and I was in grade 10, about 15 kids from my high school choir went to a local hospital to sing Christmas & Holiday songs for the patients (yes, in December). We were only allowed on certain floors, and on about half of those we were only allowed just off the elevator, but on a couple of floors we got to wander the halls while singing.
The hospital person guiding us around was friendly and excited to have us, and when we got to the first floor where we would walk while signing he encouraged us to wave at any patient if s/he was visible from an open door, and even said we could say things like, "Get well!" or "Happy Holidays!"
All was going well until one of the basses (Scott something) turned back from an open doorway, beet red and looking like he was going to burst into tears. It wasn't until we got back on the elevator that he explained what happened. He'd seen a patient in a bed and called out, "Hang in there!" and *then* realized the patient was in traction.
I dunno if it was related but we apparently weren't invited back the next year.
Well, at least the PT took it in good humor. Tho' I suspect the Good Doctor was red-faced all day, his staff figured out what happened and teased him with out mercy.
At least that is what I would have done if I were in Ed's fins or mary's shoes.(Sure Ed is not Edwina?)
Some people (Moose) might not have been as astute? Not usually able to access patient history other than the medication of what a patient has filled at one's pharmacy (and, believe me there are patients that have their thyroid and heart medication filled at one shop, and their clap drugs at another, and another category filled still somewhere else, ... pharmacists usually pretty quickly learn the art of generalized obfuscation when offering solicitations. 'I hope everything is going as well or better than anticipated'?
Forty-some years ago I was working as a tutor in a study area of a community college. I asked a young woman if I could "give her a hand" just before noticing that she literally was missing one.
I used to tell people that a lot of things get stiffer as they got older. I stopped after an elderly gentleman gave me the hairy eyeball and said "Not EVERYthing!"
Smooooooooooooooth.
ReplyDeleteteehee oops!
ReplyDeleteHeehee! I like Mr. Pills' sense of humour. (And from the reaction I'd assume that his problems have improved.)
ReplyDeleteOf course he laughed, some people find it hard to talk about things like that.
ReplyDeleteUm, things are looking up...
ReplyDeleteMy first year of practice I was advising a young male patient about the ED side effects of his beta blocker. The way I phrased it went something like this:
ReplyDelete"So if you experience any side effects like trouble with erections, let me know and we will help you out." I laugh at that memory on occasion!
Ooooooooops , wrong . LOL .
ReplyDeleteOUTSTANDING!
ReplyDeleteMillions and millions and millions of years ago, back when dinosaurs roamed the earth and I was in grade 10, about 15 kids from my high school choir went to a local hospital to sing Christmas & Holiday songs for the patients (yes, in December). We were only allowed on certain floors, and on about half of those we were only allowed just off the elevator, but on a couple of floors we got to wander the halls while singing.
ReplyDeleteThe hospital person guiding us around was friendly and excited to have us, and when we got to the first floor where we would walk while signing he encouraged us to wave at any patient if s/he was visible from an open door, and even said we could say things like, "Get well!" or "Happy Holidays!"
All was going well until one of the basses (Scott something) turned back from an open doorway, beet red and looking like he was going to burst into tears. It wasn't until we got back on the elevator that he explained what happened. He'd seen a patient in a bed and called out, "Hang in there!" and *then* realized the patient was in traction.
I dunno if it was related but we apparently weren't invited back the next year.
I love patients with a sense of humor...
ReplyDeleteoops-oh well. you both could laugh about. so hold your head high and stand erect!
ReplyDeleteWell, at least the PT took it in good humor. Tho' I suspect the Good Doctor was red-faced all day, his staff figured out what happened and teased him with out mercy.
ReplyDeleteAt least that is what I would have done if I were in Ed's fins or mary's shoes.(Sure Ed is not Edwina?)
You could have said, "The records now show you're up to date." Er, maybe that's just as bad.
ReplyDeleteSome people (Moose) might not have been as astute? Not usually able to access patient history other than the medication of what a patient has filled at one's pharmacy (and, believe me there are patients that have their thyroid and heart medication filled at one shop, and their clap drugs at another, and another category filled still somewhere else, ... pharmacists usually pretty quickly learn the art of generalized obfuscation when offering solicitations. 'I hope everything is going as well or better than anticipated'?
ReplyDeleteForty-some years ago I was working as a tutor in a study area of a community college. I asked a young woman if I could "give her a hand" just before noticing that she literally was missing one.
ReplyDeleteI used to tell people that a lot of things get stiffer as they got older. I stopped after an elderly gentleman gave me the hairy eyeball and said "Not EVERYthing!"
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed your collection of graphics; especially the Birthday Party flier. Makes you realize how deprived your childhood truly was.
ReplyDeleteI told a pt to have a seat in the waiting room last week. The pt was in a wheelchair. He thought it was funny, fortunately for me, but I was beet red.
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