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Sexually-Transmitted Translation
Doctor, Hong Kong, Language & Words, LGBTQ, Medical Office | Healthy | March 4, 2018 (I am a foreign college student and I need to see a gynecologist for the first time. I also need to fill out a medical information form that’s all in Chinese.) Receptionist: “Can you read Chinese?” Me: “The basics, but I have trouble with medical vocab.” Receptionist: “Okay, start filling what you can and come back when there’s no line.” (I do so and the receptionist translates while I answer.) Receptionist: “Okay, this says, ‘Are you sexually active?’” Me: *circles yes* Receptionist: “Okay, and this says, ‘What protection do you use? Check all applicable.’” Me: “Okay, does it say, ‘dental dam,’ somewhere?” Receptionist: “Huh?” Me: “Um… for oral protection.” Receptionist: “This is asking what you do to not get pregnant.” Me: “So, it’s ‘contraceptive, ’ not ‘protection’?” Receptionist: “Same thing.” Me: “No… It isn’t. Okay, where does it ask for the gender of my partner?” Receptionist: “Gender?” Me: “Yes. I’m sexually active with women, not men.” Receptionist: *long pause, looks around as if for help* “Then you put, ‘No,’ for sexually active and skip these questions.” Me: “Don’t you care about me getting STDs?” Receptionist: “Huh?” Me: “It means I can still get STDs, as I’m sexually active, but you want me to put, ‘No,’ for being sexually active.” Receptionist: *blank stare* “Uh. Let me talk to the doctor.” (I am not called back for a while, and when I am, it’s for the actual appointment.) Doctor: “I’m sorry about the form. We never get people like you. Let’s continue.” *hands form back to me* (I noticed next to the line asking about being sexually active, “lesbian” was written in, in English. She helped me fill the rest of the form, adding — in English — the details it didn’t support, with no further issues.) |
Điều trị loét dạ dày tại nhà
Bên cạnh những liệu pháp y tế, bạn cũng nên áp dụng một số thói quen sống lành mạnh nhằm nâng cao hiệu quả của liệu trình điều trị cũng như đẩy mạnh tốc độ hồi phục của vết loét. Chế độ ăn uống Một chế độ ăn uống lành mạnh thường bao gồm trái cây với nhiều vitamin A và C. Tuy nhiên, bạn cần cẩn thận khi lựa chọn trái cây vì lượng vitamin dồi dào của chúng có nguy cơ khiến các vết loét trong dạ dày khó lành hơn. Bạn nên cân nhắc dùng các thực phẩm chứa men vi sinh như sữa chua hay miso. Lượng lợi khuẩn trong các sản phẩm này rất có lợi cho vi khuẩn đường ruột và có khả năng hỗ trợ dạ dày hoạt động ổn định. Điều trị loét dạ dày 3 Ngoài ra, hãy lưu ý rằng bạn cần hạn chế hoặc bỏ hẳn thói quen uống rượu. Sử dụng quá nhiều thức uống chứa cồn có thể gây kích ứng và ăn mòn niêm mạc trong dạ dày cũng như ruột, gây ra các tình trạng viêm và chảy máu. Thói quen sống Nếu bắt buộc dùng thuốc giảm đau, bạn nên cân nhắc đổi loại thuốc đang dùng. Trong trường hợp bạn phải dùng chúng thường xuyên, hãy tham khảo ý kiến bác sĩ về acetaminophen (Tylenol). Đây có thể là một lựa chọn lý tưởng cho bạn. Bên cạnh đó, hãy học cách kiểm soát căng thẳng. Căng thẳng có thể khiến các dấu hiệu và triệu chứng của loét dạ dày xấu đi. Một số trường hợp căng thẳng có thể không tránh khỏi, nhưng bạn vẫn có biện pháp ứng phó với chúng, chẳng hạn như: •Tập luyện thể dục thể thao •Dành thời gian với bạn bè hoặc người thân •Viết lách Ngoài ra, bạn cũng nên bỏ thuốc lá. Hút thuốc có thể can thiệp vào lớp niêm mạc dạ dày, khiến những vết loét dễ dàng xuất hiện hơn. Không những thế, thuốc lá cũng góp phần gây tăng nồng độ axit trong dịch bao tử. Một biện pháp khác hỗ trợ bạn điều trị loét dạ dày tại nhà là cố gắng ngủ đủ giấc. Giấc ngủ ngon sẽ giúp tinh thần bạn thoải mái, thư giãn, từ đó giảm bớt nguy cơ căng thẳng xảy ra. Thêm vào đó, tránh ăn no ngay trước khi đi ngủ là một cách đơn giản giúp bạn có giấc ngủ ngon. Điều trị loét dạ dày 4 Bạn có thể xem thêm: Tất tần tật thông tin về viêm xung huyết dạ dày Các hoạt chất hỗ trợ điều trị Khi nhắc đến điều trị loét dạ dày, nhiều người sẽ nghĩ đến nghệ với những lợi ích đối với bao tử như tính kháng viêm và chống oxy hóa. Những khả năng này là nhờ hoạt chất curcumin, thành phần chính trong củ nghệ. Tuy nhiên, curcumin lại không tan trong nước. Do đó, để đạt được kết quả mong muốn, bạn sẽ phải sử dụng một lượng lớn curcumin trong thời gian dài, vì độ hấp thụ của hoạt chất này cực kỳ thấp. Đây cũng là nhược điểm của hoạt chất curcumin. Tuy vậy, hiện nay bạn đã có một lựa chọn tốt hơn, đó là dùng Nano Curcumin. Nano Curcumin là một dạng chế phẩm bào chế bằng công nghệ cao của curcumin. Với kích thước siêu nhỏ (khoảng 50nm – 70nm), các phân tử Nano Curcumin dễ dàng thẩm thấu và phát huy tối đa công dụng của nó. Bạn có thể tìm mua chế phẩm này dưới dạng thực phẩm chức năng. Tuy nhiên, bạn hãy lựa chọn cẩn thận các loại thực phẩm chức năng để tránh “tiền mất tật mang” nhé. |
Needs To Prescribe Some Anger-Management
Germany, Jerk, Pharmacy | Healthy | March 3, 2018 (I work at a call centre for a German online pharmacy. Unlike other pharmacies, we allow customers to pre-order medicines which requires prescriptions. It should go without saying, but we’re not allowed to ship orders that contain a prescription, until the original is sent to us by a postal service. There are also no shipping costs for our customer, if there is a prescription.) Me: “Your [Pharmacy]. You are speaking with [My Name].” Customer: “I placed an order last week at your store and it still hasn’t arrived. Where is it?” Me: “Oh, that doesn’t sound so good. Could you please tell me your order number?” (The customer doesn’t have it, so I search for her by name. It takes me a while to find her, as she has a very common name and doesn’t want to give me her postal code.) Me: “Ah, there we have you. I’m afraid your prescription for [Medicine] hasn’t arrived yet.” Customer: “This is outrageous! I do not need a prescription for that order! Send them to me at once!” (I try to stay cool.) Me: “Ma’am, [Medicine] requires a prescription, by law. We cannot deliver this order until we have the original prescription.” Customer: “Then you should at least have told me so!” Me: “Our online store has classified this item as one that requires a prescription. You have also received an order confirmation that asks you for your prescription.” Customer: “No, I never received a confirmation, so don’t dare lie to me!” Me: “Uh… Ma’am, I do not understand; you received the confirmation on [date and time].” Customer: “No, I never did; I’ll show you!” (I can hear her typing and the sound of a mail program opening. She waits for a moment, and then she starts mumbling to herself.) Customer: “’Dear Mrs. [Name], thank you for your order. Please send us your your original prescription by mail, so we can continue with that order.’” (The customer wheezes angrily.) Customer: “This is way too complicated with your store! Other pharmacies will send them to me immediately!” Me: “Ma’am, even other pharmacies have to wait for your prescription, as [Medicine] requires one.” Customer: “I will never order at your store ever again! I’ve never been insulted this badly in my entire life!” (The customer called the next day. She made a new order without the prescription and asked if that was all right.) |
Isn’t Used To This Kind Of Treatment
Canada, Hospital, Jerk, Lazy/Unhelpful, Ontario, Toronto | Healthy | March 2, 2018 (I volunteer in the emergency room of a very large hospital. I’ve volunteered in other departments as well, so I’m quite familiar with the layout. I notice a woman wandering around looking lost, so I greet her and ask if I can help her find where she’s going.) Patient: “Yeah, I have some questions about some medical treatment I’m going to be receiving.” Me: “Sure. Which department do you need?” Patient: “I’m not telling you my personal medical information!” Me: “You don’t have to, ma’am. I only need to know the category of treatment so I know where to direct you.” Patient: “Isn’t there some kind of central information desk?” Me: “Yes, but you’ll have to tell them the same thing.” Patient: “Well, my medical information is confidential. Just tell me where I can get my questions answered.” Me: “In order to do that, I need some idea of what you’re here for.” Patient: “This is a very disorganized hospital.” *walks away* (I probably should have just directed her to Psych.) |
Your Timing Is Just Sick
Bosses & Owners, Health & Body, Jerk, Office, The Netherlands | Healthy | March 1, 2018 (It is evening. I feel I am getting the flu, and that it won’t be better in the morning. I let my team manager know that I will call in sick tomorrow. I stay home for two days and show up at work again. In the stand-up meeting, my manager addresses me.) Manager: “[My Name], I want to talk about how you called in sick recently. It’s a pity you did so in the evening. It was too early. You should have waited until the morning, like always, and decided then.” (Everyone in the circle nods and sighs.) Me: “I don’t understand. I mean, it is good to know it up front, so you can plan ahead with my colleagues.” Manager: “No, that is not how it works. You showed yourself weak by calling in early. Never do that again.” (As a result, from then on, those few days a year I was actually sick, I always waited until at least eleven in the morning until I called in, despite HRM wanting to know it as soon as possible every day.) |
A Cavity Search
Dentist, Jerk, Liars/Scammers, USA | Healthy | February 27, 2018 (I’ve been visiting the same dentist for about five years, and never had any issues. I’m also over thirty and have never had a cavity, so I consider myself fortunate. I go in for my six-month cleaning and let him know that as a result of a new job, I’ll be moving to a town about an hour away.) Me: “So, this is the last time I’ll see you!” Dentist: “Oh, we’ll miss you!” Me: “I’ll miss you guys, too.” Dentist: “You know, you could keep coming here. It’s not like we’re that far away, and you’ll be in town to visit your parents, since they live nearby.” Me: “Um… Well, no, I think I’d like to find a dentist closer to where I’ll be living. You know, just in case I have an emergency.” (The dentist tries for a few more minutes to convince me to keep visiting him, before giving up. He’s finally done with the exam.) Dentist: “Oh, bad news. You have eleven cavities.” Me: *completely shocked* “ELEVEN? Did you say eleven cavities? As in ten plus one?” Dentist: *sorrowfully* “Yes. Eleven. You’ll need to get those filled right away. Let’s go up front and have my receptionist schedule the first appointment; I think we should do at least two, one side of your mouth and then the other…” Me: *interrupting* “Wait a minute. I’ve never even had one cavity in thirty-one years! I brush and floss three times a day. You’ve always said how great my teeth look. Six months ago you said everything was fine, and now I have eleven cavities?” Dentist: “I know. It’s very bad. Come on. Let’s get your next appointment scheduled and [Receptionist] can tell you out-of-pocket costs.” Me: “You know, I think I’m going to hold off and get a second opinion on this. No offense, but it just seems really extreme. One or two, maybe, but eleven?” (The dentist was adamant that I needed to get it taken care of right away, but I didn’t budge, and left without making a follow-up. I moved to my new town and found a great dentist who was surprised when I told him my last dentist found eleven cavities. He didn’t find any! Ten years later, I’ve still never had one. The worst part was that a friend of mine worked for that shady dentist; I had to call and tell him what happened and he was so embarrassed. He quit a few months later.) |
Treat The Family Betta
Bethlehem, Medical Office, Nurses, Pennsylvania, Pets & Animals, Silly, USA | Healthy | February 26, 2018 (I’m the customer in this story. It’s my first day at a new doctor, so they’re asking me standard questions.) Nurse: “Do you have any pets?” Me: “Yes. I have eight of them.” Nurse: “What kind?” Me: “Three cats, three dogs, and they probably don’t matter, but I also have a goldfish and a betta.” *pause* “Oh, wait. Actually, I have nine. I just remembered that I have a little sister.” (The nurse laughed for a good minute and a half before she could continue her questions.) |
Now You’re Just Being Cilly
California, Doctors, Hospital, Jerk, Money, USA | Healthy | February 25, 2018 (I have gone to see my new doctor because I have pneumonia.) Doctor: *after looking at my xrays* “Yeah, that’s pneumonia. I’m going to prescribe you amoxicillin.” Me: “I’m allergic to the penicillin family. Isn’t that in my chart?” Doctor: “Yeah, it is… How allergic exactly are you?” Me: “Allergic enough that I don’t want to risk it?” Doctor: “I’m just trying to save you money! The other one I can give you is really expensive.” Me: “More expensive than a hospital stay because of an allergic reaction?” Doctor: “I’m just trying to save you money. No need to get defensive!” Me: “I just want to go home and back to bed; just give me my prescription and let me worry about the costs!” (She grudgingly gave me my prescription, muttering the entire time about how she was just trying to save me money and how ungrateful I was. The non-penicillin medication cost me $15.) |
That Pretty Much Covers It
Erie, home, Parents/Guardians, Pennsylvania, USA | Healthy | February 24, 2018 (My mother is in her sixties, and while not incredibly vain, she can’t help but be a little interested in various plastic surgical procedures. Since she has gotten to know a plastic surgeon through the ballroom dance club she helps run with my dad, she goes to his office one day for a consultation. I happen to call her the afternoon after her appointment. Also note that my three siblings and I were all born via medically necessary C-sections, and my mom is ten years in remission for a mild form of lymphoma.) Me: “So, how did it go?” Mother: “It was fine. But I have to tell you, I don’t think this is for me.” Me: “Oh? What makes you say that?” Mother: “Probably the fact that I’m not in the mood to have a more extensive medical procedure just to look pretty than I did to beat cancer or have four children!” (I have no problem with anyone who chooses to have plastic surgery — it’s your body, after all — but I couldn’t fault my mom’s rationale, and it did make me laugh. Just one of the many reasons I love this lady so much!) |
Scarred By Your Parents
Hospital, Jerk, Nurse, Parents/Guardians, USA, Washington | Healthy | February 23, 2018 (I’m a nurse. I’ve been assigned to a young girl who just had emergency surgery to save her life. She has a long incision down her stomach, which will end up as a scar. Her parents come to me about a week after the surgery, but before the wound has closed or the staples have been removed, clearly upset.) Father: “When are we going to talk about reducing that scar?” Me: “I’m sorry, but your daughter has barely started to heal. Let’s get her healthy before we worry about appearances.” Father: “Excuse me? It’s bad enough she has [large birthmark]; now you’re going to add this, too?” Mother: “What about covering it in Vitamin E oil?” Me: “Ma’am, right now we’re worried about infections and how well she’s healing. We can talk about—” Father: “No! You will fix her now!” (I made up something about talking to the doctor about it and left. I truly pity this child, if that was their concern.) |
Literally The Walking Dead
California, Doctor, Medical Office, Silly, USA | Healthy | February 22, 2018 (When I am 20, I trip over a log and twist my ankle. It never heals right, and for years I have pain every time I take a step, stood, or put any weight on my leg. When I am 25, I get medical insurance, and my doctor sends me to a specialist to look at my ankle. It’s December, and this my first meeting with the specialist. The doctor comes in and pulls out the MRI of my ankle. He looks at it and then looks over at me. Then, he looks back at the MRI, and then back at me, with a small crease forming between his eyebrows.) Doctor: “How do you even walk?” Me: “Painfully?” Doctor: “Yeah, you would have been better off breaking your leg. There is a bunch of scar tissue wrapped around the tendons in your ankle, but the real problem is your ankle bone.” Me: “What’s wrong with it?” Doctor: “It’s pretty much no longer there.” *he shows me my MRI* “You see that spot on your ankle, the size of a quarter? That is the part of your ankle that is missing.” Me: “Well… That seems… bad.” Doctor: “Yeah, if you hit it hard enough, you could just shatter the entire thing.” Me: “So, what are my options?” Doctor: “We can either take bone from your hip and use it as a filler to fill the hole, or we can use cadaver bone. I recommend using cadaver bone so that we don’t further damage your skeleton. Unlike organs, we don’t need to really worry about rejection or shortage. Bones are good for up to five years after donation. “ Me: “Ooh, I can be part dead person?” Doctor: “Yes, we can use cadaver bone.” Me: “I want dead person!” Doctor: “Cadaver bone.” Me: “What is the difference between dead person and cadaver bone?” (The doctor just looks at me for a minute and then starts to laugh.) Doctor: “Nothing. Nothing is the difference.” Me: “I’m going to be part zombie!” (From then on, he called it dead person bone. I was scheduled to have the surgery at the end of January, but he called me the first week of January to tell me he had found me a fresh dead person to use, instead; apparently, it takes better. So, we moved up my surgery. It’s been eight years now, and I’m virtually pain-free thanks to a wonderful person and their family, who looked past a tragic time in their lives and thought to help others. I like to use my ankle to help start conversations on the importance of donation, and I have let my family know to please donate all parts of me that they can. I hope that one day I get to help someone be part zombie, too.) |
Usually The Other Word Autocorrects To Duck
Farm, Language & Words, Montana, Non-Dialogue | Healthy | February 22, 2018 My friend has talk-to-text and it is generally okay. Or at least, we’ve all become good at translating. One day we had a limping duck that had a swelling on her foot. Knowing it could be bumblefoot, which is possibly life-threatening even if treated aggressively and quickly, we took a picture of it and sent it to the vet with the following text… Text: “Dr. [Vet], the following picture is our duck’s foot. We are concerned it might be bumble f***. Please advise treatment. We can get her to the office this afternoon, if needed.” |
You Need The Nurses To Come Back
Arkansas, Hospital, Nurse, Silly, USA | Healthy | February 21, 2018 (My husband is admitted to the local Veterans Administration hospital for heart problems. After hours in the ER, he finally gets a bed on the ward. His nurse comes in to introduce himself, check my husband’s vitals, retake history, and so on.) Nurse: “Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?” Me: *knowing what’s coming, I silently plead* “Oh, no… Not again.” Husband: “Yes. Two weeks vacation, a raise, some sanity, and winning lottery tickets, please.” Nurse: *dryly* “Sorry, sir. You’ll have to see the Travel and Disbursement clerk for those.” (My husband has been replying that to ANYONE who asks him if they can get him anything — waitstaff, clerks, medical personnel, etc. — for the entire 30 years I have known him. This is the first time I have heard a really good comeback.) |
Your Cold Is Not Worth Braving The Cold
Jerk, Medical Office, New York, USA | Healthy | February 21, 2018 (I work for a small general practitioner’s office, running the front desk. On this particular day we are having a bad snow and ice storm, leading to a lot of accidents. One doctor calls in that she just isn’t coming in, and the other doctor decides that we will be closing early for the day. The following patient calls in. This is the middle of a very bad flu season, so we are swamped with sick patients.) Patient: “Good morning. I was hoping to see the doctor today for a cold. It’s not bad but I want to make sure it’s not leading to anything.” Me: “Unfortunately, we are closing early today because of the weather, but I can put you in tomorrow morning first thing.” Patient: “What do you mean you’re closing early? I took off today because of the snow, and I decided to see a doctor. Well, fine. If you’re not going to see me, I’m going to an urgent care.” Me: “That may be your best bet to be seen today, sir. If you would like to come in tomorrow, don’t hesitate to call us.” Patient: “I just don’t understand why you wouldn’t stay open for me.” *click* Me: *looking out the window and hearing the radio reports of several large car accidents, to my coworker* “If he called out of work because of the bad weather, why would he expect us to risk our lives for his cold?” |
Bag That One For Later
Health & Body, Junior High School, Nurse, Pennsylvania, Revolting, Students, USA | Healthy | February 20, 2018 (Both the flu and a stomach bug have been going around my sister’s school and about a quarter of the population ends up sick. She ends up going to her nurse with the stomach bug after throwing up in the hallway, and my dad has just come to pick her up.) Nurse: “Here’s a bag for the car ride home, in case you have to throw up again.” (A random kid runs in from the hallway, grabs the bag from her hands, and throws up in it.) Nurse: “Okay, I’ll get you another bag and throw this one away.” (This repeated two more times with another student who was already in the nurse’s office and one of the history teachers, before my sister finally got her own bag to go home with. We’re all surprised they didn’t just quarantine the entire school at that point.) |
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425 Share on Facebook Share on Reddit 55 Time To Exterminate That Joke Funny Names, Language & Words, Medical Office, USA | Healthy | February 20, 2018 (This is my first time at a clinic with more than one doctor, and we’re not sure which one will see me.) Me: “This is going to be fun. Who’s going to be my doctor?” Dad: “Doctor Hu?” Me: “Yeah, who?” Dad: “You can say you saw Doctor Who when you actually mean Doctor Hu!” Mom: “I’m sure Doctor Hu is sick of this. He has to know by now.” Dad: “He’s Chinese; he’s not going to know.” Mom: “I’m sure he does.” (I do end up being seen by Doctor Hu.) Dad: *big grin, with a singsong voice* “Doctor Hu.” Doctor Hu: *frowns* “No Doctor Who jokes, please.” Mom: “Exactly.” Me: “Sorry.” |
You Can’t Just Take It On The Chin-Chilla
Germany, Jerk, Lazy/Unhelpful, Pets & Animals, Vet | Healthy | February 19, 2018 (It’s a Saturday evening. We are at home trying to have a relaxed evening when our chinchilla starts having a seizure. She has had them before; her liver is severely damaged because of pain medication she was on some years before. Our vet told us that if she had a seizure again, we would have to put her to sleep. Because the cramps stopped after about an hour and a half the last time this happened, we decide to wait and hope she’ll get better soon. But after two hours pass and there is no foreseeable recovery, we decide with a heavy heart that this will be her last evening. Because we don’t feel too comfortable driving to a vet with a wriggling chinchilla in our hands, we start looking for an emergency vet who does home visits, to have her put to sleep. I find one and give the telephone number to my dad. He puts the phone on loudspeaker so we can help him explain.) Vet: “[Vet].” Dad: “[Dad] speaking. Good evening. We are having problems with our chinchilla. It is having—” Vet: *interrupting* “I’m not handling emergencies anymore. Call [Animal Clinic], instead.” Dad: “They don’t offer emergency services anymore. Please, we just need to have it—” Vet: *interrupting again* “Go and call [Animal Clinic]. Good night.” *hangs up* (We just looked at each other in disbelief. Desperate to relieve our poor pet, we had no other choice but drive over 20 miles to a different vet that had emergency services, in the middle of the night, in a snowstorm, with a severely cramping chinchilla in our hands. To this day, I can’t believe that a vet, who explicitly offers emergency services on both his website and answering machine, refused to even listen to what we wanted.) |
A Vision Of Incompetence
Chicago, Doctor, Illinois, Lazy/Unhelpful, Medical Office, Nurse, USA | Healthy | February 18, 2018 (I am a college student. I have learned of a summertime job, as a “gopher” — office boy — with a local railroad. I arrive at the office where I receive initial training in my duties, and then I am given a piece of paper — ordering a pre-employment physical — that I am supposed to take to the railroad’s doctor’s office. Since I recently passed my college physical, I have no qualms about the pre-employment physical. I drive to the doctor’s office. I note that the waiting room is empty, and there seems to be nobody around.) Me: “Hello, is anybody here?” Nurse: *a few minutes later, while eating an apple* “The doctor is out having lunch. What do you need?” Me: “I am here for a [Railroad] physical.” Nurse: *chomps on apple* “Okay. I can start that. Sit in the exam chair, and read the eye chart on the wall.” *chomp* Me: “Do you want me to do that with my glasses on or off?” Nurse: *chomp, chomp, long pause* “Um, take your glasses off.” Me: “Should I do this with both eyes open?” Nurse: *chomp* “Um… Take this thing and cover your left eye.” Me: “Okay… E.” Nurse: “Can you read any more?” Me: “No, I am near-sighted, but my distance vision is 20/20 or better with each eye with my glasses on.” Nurse: *another long pause, throws away apple core* “I hear the doctor. You must see him now!” (I then put my glasses on and walk out to the waiting room, where the doctor is apparently reading my physical report. The doctor takes out a pencil with red lead at one end and blue at the other…) Doctor: “What color is this?” *making a red line on the back of my physical report* Me: “Red.” Doctor: “And what color is this?” *making a blue line on the same piece of paper* Me: “Blue.” Doctor: “Okay, you can go home now. The railroad will call you later.” (A day goes by, and I get a call from the railroad.) Railroad Guy: “Sorry, we can’t hire you.” Me: “Why not?” Railroad Guy: “You failed your physical. You can’t see well enough to work here.” Me: “My vision is corrected to 20/20 in each eye, but the nurse never checked that.” Railroad Guy: “Maybe so, but you could be hit by a train if your glasses fell off while you were crossing the tracks.” (I guess I never was qualified to be “workin’ on the railroad,” but I got a better summer job soon after, and not all was lost.) |
The Hippokkkratic Oath
Bigotry, Comeuppance, Hospital, Nurse, USA | Healthy | February 17, 2018 (I work at a detention center, and we are holding two big-name KKK leaders. Both were on TV after their arrest, since they have supposedly attacked one of their own. One of them has to be taken to the hospital for something and he has two male officers escorting him. They are seen in the ER by a tiny nurse.) Nurse: “Mister… [Inmate]?” Inmate: “Yeah?” Nurse: “I see one of your vaccines hasn’t been updated; did you want to take care of that?” Inmate: “Yeah, why not? The state’s paying for it.” (The nurse starts humming as she prepares the injection and then proceeds to clean a site on his leg.) Nurse: “Ready?” Inmate: “Go for it.” (The nurse suddenly stabs the needle into his leg, making both the officers cringe in sympathy as the man howls.) Nurse: “There we go! All done.” Inmate: “What kind of nurse are you?” Nurse: “A loving Christian woman who doesn’t judge one’s skin color.” (It was then that the inmate realized she had seen his face on the six o’clock news.) |
You Could Be Having A Ball
Doctor, Edinburgh, Hospital, Rude & Risque, Scotland, UK | Healthy | February 16, 2018 (I am about to have a vasectomy, under a local anaesthetic. The female surgeon and I having been making general chat, and she now approaches with the needle to inject me with the anaesthetic.) Me: “No jokes about ‘just a little prick’?” Surgeon: “I’m not allowed to… anymore.” |
Has A Sudden Lens Flare
Cape Town, Doctor, Ignoring & Inattentive, Medical Office, South Africa | Healthy | February 15, 2018 (I have just moved to a new area, and I decide to try out the local optometrist to get new contact lenses. I book the appointment, and the doctor asks me to come in with my current prescription and their respective casings. The day of the appointment, I wake up with the most horrible stomach pain, but I decide to suck it up and go to the appointment. The doctor is very cheerful and friendly. She asks if I’m currently wearing my lenses while she looks at my old prescription, and I tell her I am. A few minutes into my eye test, she sighs in wonder.) Doctor: “I don’t understand why your previous doctor has you on such a high prescription! You should be on a -1, at most!” (I’m quite taken aback, as my previous doctor in my hometown is one of the most acclaimed optometrists in the country, and I have been wearing -3 prescription lenses for over a year without any problems.) Me: “That’s really weird. I’m blind as a bat without these lenses. Even when I started wearing glasses, I was at least a -2.” Doctor: “You shouldn’t be able to read this chart at all with your eyes. I’m really not sure what’s going on here.” Me: *pause* “You are aware I’m still wearing my lenses, right?” Doctor: “…” Me: “…” (Turns out we were having such a nice chat that she’d completely forgotten to ask me to take them out, and I was so focused on my stomach pain that I hadn’t thought to ask. We had a good laugh about it, and the rest of the test went smoothly! She’s one of the nicest doctors I’ve been to in a long time, and she gave me a good chuckle on a bad Monday morning!) |
Has A Sudden Lens Flare
Cape Town, Doctor, Ignoring & Inattentive, Medical Office, South Africa | Healthy | February 15, 2018 (I have just moved to a new area, and I decide to try out the local optometrist to get new contact lenses. I book the appointment, and the doctor asks me to come in with my current prescription and their respective casings. The day of the appointment, I wake up with the most horrible stomach pain, but I decide to suck it up and go to the appointment. The doctor is very cheerful and friendly. She asks if I’m currently wearing my lenses while she looks at my old prescription, and I tell her I am. A few minutes into my eye test, she sighs in wonder.) Doctor: “I don’t understand why your previous doctor has you on such a high prescription! You should be on a -1, at most!” (I’m quite taken aback, as my previous doctor in my hometown is one of the most acclaimed optometrists in the country, and I have been wearing -3 prescription lenses for over a year without any problems.) Me: “That’s really weird. I’m blind as a bat without these lenses. Even when I started wearing glasses, I was at least a -2.” Doctor: “You shouldn’t be able to read this chart at all with your eyes. I’m really not sure what’s going on here.” Me: *pause* “You are aware I’m still wearing my lenses, right?” Doctor: “…” Me: “…” (Turns out we were having such a nice chat that she’d completely forgotten to ask me to take them out, and I was so focused on my stomach pain that I hadn’t thought to ask. We had a good laugh about it, and the rest of the test went smoothly! She’s one of the nicest doctors I’ve been to in a long time, and she gave me a good chuckle on a bad Monday morning!) |
Seriously Off Her Meds
Bad Behavior, Bizarre, Massachusetts, Pharmacy, USA | Healthy | February 14, 2018 (I’m a pharmacist at a small, but very busy, chain store. I am working the register along with one of the technicians, due to us being understaffed.) Me: “Hi! How are you doing today, ma’am?” Customer: “Israel!” Me: “Pardon?” Customer: “Israel!” (At the pharmacy register, in order to pick up a prescription, we must be provided with the first and last name, along with the date of birth.) Me: “Is that your name, ma’am?” Customer: “Israel!” Me: *getting frustrated since there is a line behind her going up two aisles* “May I please have your name?” Customer: “Israel! My name is Israel!” Me: “Okay, thank you. May I please have your last name?” Customer: “Israel!” Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. I misunderstood. I thought your first name was Israel. Could I please have your first name, then?” Customer: “Israel! My name is Israel! What do you not understand? This is ridiculous! I demand to speak to the pharmacist!” Me: *trying not to scream* “I’m very sorry, ma’am. I am the pharmacist. I just need your first and last name in order to view your profile. Could you please give me your first name followed by your last?” Customer: *she is now screaming at this point* “This is unbelievable!” (She looks at the people in line behind her for support. They all give me a sympathetic look, instead.) Customer: “From now on, I’m taking my business to [Other Retail Chain Pharmacy]!” Me: “I’m very sorry for the inconvenience, ma’am. Could I please have your first and last name, in order to speed up the transaction? We are quite busy today.” Customer: “Israel! My name is Israel! Israel [Last Name].” (Now that I finally have her first and last name in the system, I am prompted with the screen that asks for the date of birth.) Me: “Thank you, ma’am. And could I have your date of birth, please?” Customer: “What kind of pharmacy is this?! What will you want next? My social security number?!” Me: “That won’t be necessary, ma’am.” (By this time, the technician at the register next to me has gone through about three patients, while I am still with this lady.) Customer: “My birthday is [date]!” Me: “All right, thank you. It looks like we have three prescriptions ready for you. Let me go get those for you.” *I fetch the prescriptions and finish the transaction fairly normally* “All right, ma’am. Before you leave, do you have any questions about the medications?” Customer: “Yes. I would like to speak to the pharmacist!” Me: “I am the pharmacist, ma’am.” Customer: “No, you’re not!” Me: “I can assure you that I am, in fact, the pharmacist, ma’am.” Customer: *all disgruntled* “Well… Well… I want to speak to the pharmacist who was here yesterday! Where is he?!” |
Me: “That was our other pharmacist.”
Customer: “Well, I demand to speak to him! Go fetch him!” Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. He isn’t here today.” Customer: “This is ridiculous! I have nothing but trouble at this store!” Me: “I’m sorry that you feel that way, ma’am. I can answer any questions that you have about the medication, though.” Customer: “No! I’ll just die! No one can tell me how to take this medication! You don’t even have a pharmacist here! I’m going to die because of your incompetence!” Me: “Ma’am, as I’ve said, I am the pharmacist, and I would be more than happy to walk you through the proper way to take your medications. If you would like, you can come back tomorrow, too, and the other pharmacist will be here.” Customer: “Fine! Show me, since you think I’m too stupid to take my own medications!” Me: “I never said you were too stupid, ma’am.” Customer: “Yes, you did! But whatever. Show me!” (I instructed the lady on how to take her medications, and she finally walked away. Shortly after, the store manager came down to the pharmacy asking what happened. I asked what he was referring to and he stated that a lady was complaining that I “verbally and mentally abused her.”) |
Water Difference That Makes
Hospital, Liars/Scammers, Nurse, Teenagers, USA | Healthy | February 13, 2018 (I am a medical lab scientist. I receive a urine sample from the ER to test only for drugs, marked as belonging to a fifteen-year-old boy. The sample is quite clear — if someone is really hydrated that can happen — and it’s cold. We usually receive urine still warm, but sometimes it sits while they decide if they want to test it for anything. It’s negative for all the street drugs we test for. I release the results and then, a bit later, I get a call from a nurse.) Nurse: “Hi. I was just wondering about the drug screen for [Patient].” Me: “Sure. What do you need?” Nurse: “Well, it was cold when he gave it to me, and I just don’t quite believe it’s negative. Is there anything you could do to find out if it was water?” (I think for a moment and come up with a few fast things that I could do to find out whether or not it is water.) Me: “Yeah, let me grab it and try something.” (I do a really quick test and come up with something you would not expect for pee.) Me: “Either this kid is in very severe kidney failure, or this is water.” Nurse: “Thank you. I just graduated and passed my boards, so I’m still learning knowledge-versus-wisdom. Now I know when I feel like the urine feels cold, I should do something about it.” Me: “Did you want me to credit those charges?” Nurse: “Yes. We will be recollecting. And there will be a male care tech going in that bathroom with him.” Me: *laughing* “I would imagine.” (Once I get off the phone, I do some more chemical testing and learn that this sample has none of the chemical properties of urine. This kid didn’t even think to try the one where you dilute your actual pee with water — which we can also catch — or even to just put WARM water in the cup. It was straight, cold, tap-water. I walk across the lab to tell this one to the other lab scientists, one of whom is known for being extremely cynical about everything.) Cynical Coworker: “That nurse is way too nice. I’d catheterize the kid. Teach him to never do that one again.” (We then started a prizeless pool, guessing what the kid was on that he was trying to hide. In the end, the actual urine arrived, and it was positive for marijuana.) |
The Bank Wants Your Money And Your Blood
Bank, Emergency Services, Health & Body, Non-Dialogue, USA, West Virginia | Healthy | February 12, 2018 I work as a bank teller. One morning a customer walks in, and I notice that he is both extremely pale and has a rasping cough as he approaches me to make a withdrawal. Just as I grab his money and begin to count it out in front of him, to my horror, he suddenly turns his head to the side, coughs violently, then begins to vomit a large amount of blood. My coworkers quickly move to get the customer a chair to sit in as I call 911. During the commotion, an apparent acquaintance of the customer rushes in and helps hold him upright to walk him to the chair Less than five minutes later, an ambulance arrives and takes the customer away. We learn the acquaintance is actually the customer’s neighbor. The customer had been feeling very unwell the last few days, and the neighbor had agreed to take him to the hospital, but he wanted to stop at the bank first to make sure he had some cash on hand if necessary. We block off my teller station and call in professional cleaners to come and clean up the potentially hazardous blood. A few months later, I am working at my usual station again when I call for the next in line and suddenly realize I am talking to this same customer. I almost don’t recognize him, as he has much more color to his face and appears to have put on some necessary weight. He also recognizes me, and apologizes again for the incident. It turns out the pain he was experiencing was from his appendix, which actually ruptured as I was waiting on him. He says that the doctors have now given him a clean bill of health, and then he leaves, after jumping up and down a few times to show how much his health has improved. |
Your Mouth Is A Pest
Dentist, New York, Silly, USA | Healthy | February 11, 2018 (I’m getting my teeth cleaned when the dental hygienist strikes up the following conversation.) Hygienist: “How was your weekend?” Me: “Well, I had to work Saturday, but Sunday was okay.” Hygienist: “Do you always work six-day weeks?” Me: “I work every other Saturday.” Hygienist: “What do you do?” Me: “I do pest control.” Hygienist: “Ooh! I couldn’t do that! That’s just… yuck!” Me: “Well, you stick your fingers in other people’s’ mouths all day.” Hygienist: “Oh. Yeah.” |
You’re Not In Good Shape
Bizarre, Dentist, Pennsylvania, Philadelphia, USA | Healthy | February 10, 2018 (I am at the dentist’s for a general cleaning, with a hygienist I haven’t been with before. Things are going normally until this happens.) Hygienist: “Oh, wow. Wow. This is really unusual.” Me: “Is… Is something wrong?” Hygienist: “Let me get the dentist. I have never seen this before.” (By now, I am panicking in the chair a little. The hygienist leaves, then comes back with the dentist, and they both look into my mouth.) Hygienist: “Look at her uvula. Isn’t it a weird shape? I’ve never seen that before.” Dentist: “It just has a bit of an indent in the middle.” Hygienist: “Her uvula looks so weird. I’ve never seen that before.” Dentist: “All right, [Hygienist], you can go now. I can finish up this cleaning.” (The dentist told me it was nothing to worry about and barely noticeable, then finished the cleaning without issue. No dentist or hygienist had ever told me I had a weird uvula before.) |
Not Applying Any Military Intelligence
Doctor, Jerk, Medical Office, Military, USA | Healthy | February 9, 2018 (My military career has me outdoors most of the time, usually in very hot and sunny places. Several years later, I develop a rough patch on my face and am referred to a specialist who listens to my history and diagnoses a precancerous lesion. He recommends that it be removed right away, during this visit, and I agree. He leaves the exam room, and I overhear him giving instructions to the nurse.) Nurse: “So, what kind of local do you want for her?” Doctor: “We can do this without it.” Nurse: “Without anesthetic? Are you sure?” Doctor: “She was a Marine. She can take it.” (Gee, thanks, Doc!) |
Not Applying Any Military Intelligence
Doctor, Jerk, Medical Office, Military, USA | Healthy | February 9, 2018 (My military career has me outdoors most of the time, usually in very hot and sunny places. Several years later, I develop a rough patch on my face and am referred to a specialist who listens to my history and diagnoses a precancerous lesion. He recommends that it be removed right away, during this visit, and I agree. He leaves the exam room, and I overhear him giving instructions to the nurse.) Nurse: “So, what kind of local do you want for her?” Doctor: “We can do this without it.” Nurse: “Without anesthetic? Are you sure?” Doctor: “She was a Marine. She can take it.” (Gee, thanks, Doc!) |
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426 Share on Facebook Share on Reddit 45 A (Gentle) Giant Difference Between Them Children, Medical Office, Missouri, Nurse, Siblings, St Louis, USA | Healthy | February 8, 2018 (My younger sister and brother are due to get their polio vaccinations. Despite being two years younger than her, my brother is several inches taller and 40 pounds heavier than our sister. But, as she’s older, she gets to go first.) Mom: “She has a fear of shots, just to warn you.” Nurse: “Oh, that’s no problem. I know nobody likes shots.” *turns to my sister* “Now, I’m just going to clean the skin on your leg for the shot.” Sister: “It’s cold!” Nurse: “Yes, it is. But it will warm up again in a minute. Now, you’re just going to feel a pinch…” (My sister sees the needle and flips out, screaming, crying, and flailing. She even manages to kick the nurse in the face before my mom is able to hold her down.) Nurse: *finally gets the shot in* “I’m sorry, sweetie. I know that hurt. I promise, if you relax, shots don’t hurt so much. Would you like a sucker?” (My sister won’t stop crying; she’s in full panic mode.) Me: “Mom, if you want, I can take [Brother] to another room and help him get his shot.” Mom: *still trying to control my sister* “Please, do.” (I gather up my hefty little brother and follow the nurse to the exam room next door.) Nurse: “Go ahead and put him on the table, please.” Me: “Sure thing. Here you go, buddy! You doing okay?” Brother: “Yeah.” *with the implication of “why shouldn’t I be?”* (The nurse looks him over, and then leaves without a word. A few minutes later, she comes back in with not one, but three orderlies, all strong-looking men, to hold my brother down. One orderly stands behind him and holds his arms around my brother’s arms and torso, while the other two each secure a leg.) Me: “He’s not going to go crazy like [Sister] did. He’s our gentle giant, I swear.” (The nurse ignores me, cleans his leg, and then counts to three for his shot.) Brother: *frowns* “Ow.” Nurse: *stunned* “Ow?” Brother: “That hurt. Can I have a sucker, now?” (He didn’t so much as twitch, and he accepted his treat with a smile. [Sister] was still crying a river, and didn’t stop until we were halfway home |
Making You Go Psycho
England, Hospital, Ignoring & Inattentive, London, UK | Healthy | February 7, 2018 (I have a psychologist assigned to me at my hospital, where I am a frequent visitor and inpatient due to a chronic illness. She’s not very good at her job, at least when it comes to me; every conversation I have with her ends in frustration for me, and a completely warped assessment of my emotional and mental state for my doctor. Eventually, I get tired of it, and ask not to see her anymore, since I think she misunderstands and/or misrepresents my mental health. This is the last conversation I have with her, during a week-long hospitalisation.) Me: “I’m sorry, but considering that I asked you not to come today, and you came anyway, and once again you haven’t really understood what I’m saying, I’m going to ask the doctors not to send you to me anymore. Psychologist: “Oh… Well, I still have one more visit planned for the day before you leave.” Me: “Please cancel it. I appreciate your help, but I just become too frustrated.” Psychologist: “Well… if you change your mind, please let– Me: “I’m not going to change my mind.” Psychologist: “Well, if you do, just tell one of the day nurses and—” Me: “I’m sorry, but I’m not going to.” Psychologist: “Well, just in case you do—” Me: “I’m not.” Psychologist: “I know you think that now, but I’ll be here if you want to chat.” Me: “I promise you, I won’t.” Psychologist: “Well, if you change your mind…” (Then, she just stood there smiling. I stared at her in disbelief until she left.) |
Time To Retire Her File
Assisted Living, Belgium, Extra Stupid, Nurse | Healthy | February 6, 2018 (I am in the retirement home where my mother has spent her last years, doing some paperwork with the clerk. A nurse comes into the office, and the clerk introduces me:) Clerk: “Meet Mrs. [My Name]’s daughter.” Nurse: *very cheerily* “Oh, yes! Mrs. [My Name] is doing great; no problems!” Me: “No doubt about it! She was cremated yesterday.” (The nurse slunk away silently.) |
Stop And Think For A Period
Hobart, Ignoring & Inattentive, Pharmacy, Tasmania | Healthy | February 5, 2018 (In Australia, purchasing certain medications requires the cashier, by law, to ascertain for whom the medication is intended and whether or not they’ve used the medication before. It’s about half an hour before closing time and it’s been a busy day, so I’m running on autopilot, when a man comes up to the counter.) Male Customer: “Can I have some [period pain medication], please?” Me: “Sure. That’s just for yourself, and you’ve used it before?” |
I Never Meant To Cause You Trouble
Hospital, Musical Mayhem, Nurse, UK | Healthy | February 4, 2018 (Due to some weird allergic reactions, I’ve been sent to have a blood test done. As I enter the phlebotomist’s room, Coldplay’s “Yellow” is playing on a small radio.) Nurse: “Now, how are you with needles?” Me: “They’re not my favourite thing, but I’m okay with them. Never had any problems before.” (They get me set up with the needle in my arm, and everything’s okay at first, but after about a minute I start to feel woozy, nauseated, and sweaty, and my hearing fades out. “Yellow” has been replaced with a staticky noise. I try to communicate this to the nurse, but something gets lost on the way to my mouth.) Me: *flaps hand at nurse* “Chris Martin went grey! Gonna blarf…” (I vomit in my lap and then faint. When I wake up, I’m wearing a blood pressure cuff and someone’s fetched my mum from the waiting area.) Nurse: “Wow, I’ve had people freak out before, but you’re the first one who’s fainted! By the way, who’s Chris Martin?” Me: “Huh?” Nurse: “You were talking about him, said he went grey or something? It seemed pretty urgent.” Me: “No idea.” (Chris Martin is the lead singer of Coldplay, a band which I’m fairly ambivalent about. Apparently, my brain is better at remembering music trivia when starved of oxygen and shutting down!) |
Cardiac Arrested Development
Bad Behavior, Europe, Extra Stupid, Hospital, Ignoring & Inattentive, Nurse | Healthy | February 3, 2018 (I am on the evening shift at a specialized cancer ward. I come out from a room and bump into one of my colleagues. This woman is older than I am and, I assume, far more experienced than I am, although I have racked up a fair amount of experience myself at this point. My colleague looks decidedly puzzled.) Me: “Is something wrong?” Colleague: “It’s so strange. The patient in [Room] is so unresponsive. And I don’t know what to do about this. She was turning blue and seemed to have trouble breathing!” (This was delivered almost frustratingly slow. She started to describe just HOW the patient was using her whole torso to draw air into her lungs, but I ran past her into the patient’s room. She’d had a cardiac arrest! I pressed the alarm and, miracle of miracles, we managed to resuscitate her through sheer stubbornness and hard work. We were overjoyed with the resuscitation, but we all had some choice words with the head nurse about our colleague! I never saw her working there again after that.) |
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599 Share on Facebook Share on Reddit 85 Cause For Pregnant Pause, Part 19 Doctor, Emergency Services, Ignoring & Inattentive, Iowa, Nurse, USA | Healthy | February 2, 2018 (My husband and I are in the ER, about ten days after I have given birth via C-section, and about five days after I have finally been released from the hospital. Due to pregnancy complications, my husband and I haven’t had sex for several months. I have severe abdominal pain and have been waiting to be seen for several hours. Finally, a doctor comes into the room to check me over. She is holding my chart, on which I mentioned several times that I just had a baby.) Doctor: “Are you pregnant?” Me: “No.” Doctor: “Are you sure? We’re going to run some tests that could be harmful to the baby.” Me: “I am sure I’m not pregnant.” Doctor: “How about you take a test just to be sure?” Me: “I. Just. Had. A. Baby. So, unless you guys missed something when you were cleaning me out two weeks ago, or God decided it’s time for another immaculate conception, I. Am. Not. Pregnant.” Doctor: “Uh, okay, then.” (She then sends a nurse in with some painkillers so I can finally get some relief. Two days later, I get a phone call from the hospital.) Nurse: “I’m sorry, but it looks like one of your samples we took the other night was contaminated. We strongly recommend you take a pregnancy test.” Me: *facepalm* |
Cause For Pregnant Pause, Part 18
At The Checkout, Cashier, Grocery Store, Health & Body, Jerk, Pennsylvania, USA | Working | February 26, 2018 (I’m in my late 20s, but because of my size, I am often mistaken for a teenager. A few months prior to this incident, my husband and I decided to start trying to conceive. I’m very excited and immediately go out and buy a pregnancy test. A few weeks later, the test is negative, and I go to the same store to buy a pack of tests. I am checked out by the same cashier, an older woman. When I approach with the tests, she gives me a disgusted look. The following happens:) Me: “Hi, how are you today?” Cashier: “I’m fine… Honey, would you like me to show you where we keep the condoms? They’re not hard to find; they’re in the same aisle as the tests.” Me: *a little taken aback* “No, thank you.” (The cashier doesn’t ring out the test. She just looks at me.) Cashier: “Sweetie, the condoms aren’t too expensive. We have some great options, and it would be a lot better than these constant scares.” Me: “Oh, it’s not a scare—” Cashier: *cuts me off* “I saw you a few weeks ago, buying a test. I remember because I said a prayer for you, that you wouldn’t be pregnant.” Me: *getting angry now* “Well, that’s not a very nice thing to pray for! I want to be pregnant” Cashier: *looks horrified* “Honey, you don’t want to be pregnant; trust me. You want to finish school, get a job, and find a guy who wants you for more than sex. Make the guy marry you first!” Me: “Pretty sure this is none of your business, but my husband and I both have well-paying jobs, and a baby would be a blessing. Please ring me out.” Cashier: “I can’t believe your parents let you get married so young!” Me: “I’m almost 30. And again, this is none of your business.” (She finally finished ringing me out, and I had a word with the manager about the incident. He promised to speak to her about it. It’s been two weeks, and when I go back she avoids me like the plague.) |
Cause For Pregnant Pause, Part 17
Hospital, USA, Washington | Healthy | December 15, 2017 (My sister goes to the hospital due to her appendix rupturing. Because of the amount of pain she is in, I answer all the questions for her, fill out forms, etc. While she is in the ER, nurses continue to ask if she is pregnant. The first couple times are different nurses that I assume aren’t talking to each other, but it gets annoying. This all happens before they confirm it’s her appendix.) Nurse #1 : “Is there a chance you’re pregnant?” Me: “No, there’s no chance.” Nurse # 2: *later, crouching in front of my sister, who’s writhing in pain* “Are you pregnant, sweetie?” Me: “No, there’s absolutely no chance.” Nurse #2 : *glares at me and leaves* Nurse #3 : *later, as the painkillers are starting to kick in, causing my sister to slur her speech slightly and not be quite present* “Is there any chance you’re pregnant?” Me: *frustrated* “There is no chance she’s pregnant!” Nurse #3 : “Let her answer for herself!” Me: *points at the insurance cards I’d pulled out of her wallet and laid on the counter* “If you idiots had taken half a second to look at these, you’d see she doesn’t have a uterus!” (My sister was in an accident when she was a kid and had to have her uterus removed, and carries a card with that information on it, because the pregnancy question always comes up. The nurse left quickly and we soon had yet another nurse, who didn’t ask the pregnancy question. I apologize to the nurse at the desk later for yelling, but she waved me off and said it was a quick way to learn a lesson.) |
Cause For Pregnant Pause, Part 16
Extra Stupid, Health & Body, Medical Office, USA, Washington | Right | November 2, 2017 (I’m having a pregnancy test done at a local clinic. After I get a positive result, they go over some things with me. The nurse is asking me basic questions about daily habits and my lifestyle.) Nurse: “All right, do you smoke?” Me: “Nope.” Nurse: “Drink alcohol?” Me: “Not at all.” Nurse: “Do you plan on starting?” Me: “Not anytime soon.” Nurse: “Oh, thank God! I don’t have to try to talk sense into you.” Me: “Do people really think they can smoke and drink during pregnancy?” Nurse: “More than you’d think.” |
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