Archives for May 10, 2003

How Patients Remember Me

One of my colleagues was asked to examine a wound today, prior to removing their sutures. (He recounted this tale to me). He said he was impressed with the closure, and asked the patient who her doc had been.

“I don’t recall his name”.
“What does he look like?”.
“He has gray hair, a moustache and is heavyset”.

Holy crap. Gray hair doesn’t bother me, but…now I really need to lose weight.

ED Poetry

Whilst preparing to intubate a comatose patient today, one of the nurses held forth:

“Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
Wake up right now,
Or I’ll intubate you”

Perhaps you had to be there.