Today after I put in 36 hours of moving, we finally are settled into our new HUGE office. SO I was checking in a couple. The patient's husband had verbally harassed me about two months ago but really I do not even care anymore I acted pleasant towards them. Then I ended up triaging them. I continued to be nice and I could tell he wanted to get antsy but I thwarted his proposals for a fight. (Lmao is it completely ridiculous that people get so rude in the office because of pain medicine or what?)
Anyway he ended up telling me I was the sweetest girl in the office and that everyone else were b**ches, especially that one girl last time. That one girl was me. His wife knew it and put her head down.
I couldn't help but smile and told them that everyone has rough days.
And in my defense I was just being blunt with him last time cause he started to get rowdy that the doctor didn't give him medications...
Stories about pain management and the people who have stripped me of my sanity along the way. And yes there are people who take the song "oxycotton" by little wyte way too seriously. Enjoy.
Monday, November 4, 2013
Not even an E-Cig
Last week I had a patient light up an actual cigarette in the exam room. She said that it is so engrained in her daily routine she didn't realize what she was doing.
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