Friday, May 24, 2013
Uh... What kind of work do you do?
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This is from a form on a patient's ability to do the following at work. It was the last one that caught my attention.
A Blog detailing the insanity of my medical practice and the stupidity of everyday life.
Welcome to my whining!
This blog is entirely for entertainment purposes. All posts about patients, or my everyday life, or anything else may be fictional, or be my experience, or were submitted by a reader, or any combination of the above. Factual statements may or may not be accurate. I could be making all this up. I may not even be a doctor. The only true statement on here is that I probably drink more Diet Coke than you do. A lot more.
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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.
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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10 comments:
You have a dirty, dirty mind Ibee.
Knew I liked you. :)
God god.. Whats the test for competency on that one then?
And more importantly...what was their actual job...??!
Is it wrong that I feel a tingling in my nether regions?
First porn star patient?
Usually I get a chuckle from your posts. Who doesn't love a good ditzy/drug seeking patient story.
Still, as a Gimp who can no longer, as George Costanza would say, "go right", I need to point out that deficient "Right Handling/Fingering abilities was a major factor for my SSDI claim being approved (I was Director of Professional Services for a publicly held company). If your job is fingerfighting on the front lines of the tech wars, these functions are critical. Oh, yeah, it also affects my ability to boob honk the wife or get to third base. Now that we've all had a chuckle (he said "boob honk"!) let's sober up and each contemplate what the the true meaning of the loss of these abilities are. Loss of income (so far I'm down $1.5-1.7 Million in lost wages), lose of the ability to dress/bath/drive/use a cell phone or keyboard. Lose of Consort, lose of intimacy, lose of physical affection. Hmmmm, sounds like something that you might want to put on a questionnaire.
Unfortunately, it's a standard and very specifically defined term for disability evaluation. That said, every now and then you will see "fine manipulation" used instead, probably to cut the snickering a little.
Early in working life, I had a job that involved kneeling /crawling although I called it groveling. Main reason for becoming self employed.
Having lost fine motor skills for a time (and regained them), I appreciate their importance. Never heard it called that, however.
Maybe he plays piano while suspended from the ceiling or crawling under houses. Or maybe he's a suspended pianist in a submarine. Use your imagination purely Grumpy.
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