Geez. So far nothing blogworthy today. This sucks.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
A Little Help Here, Please
Geez. So far nothing blogworthy today. This sucks.
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Come on, somebody say something stupid! I've got a blog to write, damnit!
Geez. So far nothing blogworthy today. This sucks.
A Blog detailing the insanity of my medical practice and the stupidity of everyday life.
Geez. So far nothing blogworthy today. This sucks.
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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Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
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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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15 comments:
Better mark it down on your calendar - dont think that happens too often! LOL
Well, if it makes you feel better, we had a crazy lady come in looking for an Amoxicillin Rx. She was pacing like a mad tiger at the zoo in front of the counter while ranting about God knows what. We call her doc, who refuses to write the Rx, since it is out of her scope of practice (turns out she is a psych doc). Well, crazy lady says 'hand me a script pad, I'll write my own Rx'. We nicely explain that you need a medical license in order to do that. Well, turns out this crazy lady does have a medical license! EEK! She whips out her card, her DEA #, and her driver's licsense. We look up her license and it is 21 YEARS expired...nice...
Dealing with the crazy lady took 90 minutes of our time and more brain cells than I imagine.
And they wonder why pharmacists drink...
Be careful what you wish for, Doc...
>:p
Verification SMIsMD = Subject Matter In-expert, MD
Yep, that sounds like some of your patients...
You should come to my clinic today! Our patients are on a roll...I just spent a half hour on the phone with a patient's husband who is going to bring his sick wife into our clinic - where we don't do walk ins or have any openings - to sit all day because it's an "emergency". I told him that if it's an emergency, then he should take her to the emergency room (you know, instead of sitting in a office lobby for 5+ hours just to be sent home). He told me that I was being ridiculous and that I could expect him at 1pm. Woo...
Well....
We have a new client at my office who calculates all our billable hours under the term "manload."
All week, I have been hearing things like, "how much manload do you have on that?" and "I'm working on my manload."
It's almost sublime.
Helen- sounds like a new singles bar pick-up line:
"Hey, come check out my manload."
Helen- actually, that sounds like something I should put on a T-shirt.
I just don't understand how they can not realize how ridiculous it sounds!
do cellphone companies offer special rates for people with speech empediments?? seems like people who stutter would loose a load of minutes on the simplist conversation
Well, this is an OB problem, not a neuro one, but because it involves some dumbness, maybe it counts. Also, I should say for the record my doctor is normally very smart, sensible, kind, etc. and this is kind of an uncharacteristic oversight on her part. But seeing as how you're hard up for material, here goes:
I'm expecting my second baby in late March. #1 was a scheduled C because of breech presentation. I was told two weeks ago she'd be OK trying a VBAC, which I thought was a) exciting and b) very enlightened of her. However, she said her partners won't even consider it so if I go into labor when she's not on call, someone else will just section away. Well, I thought, OK, but maybe I'll get lucky and labor will start some nice Tuesday at 9 a.m. and she'll be right down the hall and will appear for the birth. Yay. Anyway,
last night as I was scheduling the dozens of appointments the third trimester warrants, the front desk clerk tells me the doc is on va-cay the week I'm due. So even if all conditions for a VBAC are perfect, I'm not going to get one, because as a logic problem if she's the only one who will do one and she's out of town, then I don't get to have one anyway and I might as well mark the C-section on my calendar right next to my hair appointment that week. Right? I didn't make a mistake on that math, did I? So . . . was I smarter than my doctor here in logical terms, coming to that conclusion?
Do the t-shirt!
How about this:
I recently returned to the US from a trip overseas. At the airport where I boarded my flight back, the airline representatives gave me a US customs declaration form (which everyone entering the US is required to fill out). About twelve hours later, I handed my passport and customs declaration form to an immigration officer at the airport where I entered the US. The immigration officer looked at my customs declaration form, drew a big "X" over it, and told me, "This form isn't any good. You have to fill out one of the new forms." He then handed me a form which was printed in a slightly different shade of blue but was otherwise entirely identical to the one I'd already filled out.
Wait, you're having a day off from the nutjoberry and you're complaining?
You're just askin' for it, Doc! It's a-comin'! KABOOM!!
(captcha word: troma. Who will direct the movie of your life... :-)
I've felt like that re: my blog for a few days now. Maybe it's the weather....
To answer the question about the OB problem:
My understanding with labor due dates is that somehow the baby is never actually informed of them. Therefore, it could be a week before or after when your child would actually come into the world. But I do wonder, with the odds of getting one of the other doctors, whether it would be better to just do the scheduled C. Much better than emergency!
--Barbara P
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