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March 7, 2022 at 10:32 pm (This post was last modified: March 7, 2022 at 10:32 pm by The Valkyrie.)
Conversation today (paraphrased).
Me, "Because of your weight, you're too big a risk for the surgery."
Patient, "What does that mean?"
Me, "You'll have to lose weight before I can operate. You're condition isn't life threatening, yet. Come back in six months and we can review your case."
Patient, "You're calling me fat??"
Me, "I'm saying you're overweight and you won't qualify for the surgery until you've lost some weight."
Patient, "I want to see your boss! You're being very rude!"
Me, "I've already consulted with my boss. He and I are off the same opinion."
Patient, "I demand an apology! You're calling me fat!"
*nurse has heard the conversation and is discreetly getting the boss*
Me, "I've already explained that you don't qualify for the surgery, and won't until you lose weight. Nowhere in this conversation have I used the word 'fat'."
Patient, standing, "You implied that I'm fat! I demand an apology and to see your boss."
Me, "You can either calm down or leave my office. Your choice."
Boss, appearing in doorway, "Is there a problem?"
Patient, "Your SUBORDINATE is being very rude to me!"
Boss, "Beccs?"
Me, "Just a misunderstanding. I think the patient needs to see a proctologist, not a cardiologist."
Me, "Because of your weight, you're too big a risk for the surgery."
Patient, "What does that mean?"
Me, "You'll have to lose weight before I can operate. You're condition isn't life threatening, yet. Come back in six months and we can review your case."
Patient, "You're calling me fat??"
Me, "I'm saying you're overweight and you won't qualify for the surgery until you've lost some weight."
Patient, "I want to see your boss! You're being very rude!"
Me, "I've already consulted with my boss. He and I are off the same opinion."
Patient, "I demand an apology! You're calling me fat!"
*nurse has heard the conversation and is discreetly getting the boss*
Me, "I've already explained that you don't qualify for the surgery, and won't until you lose weight. Nowhere in this conversation have I used the word 'fat'."
Patient, standing, "You implied that I'm fat! I demand an apology and to see your boss."
Me, "You can either calm down or leave my office. Your choice."
Boss, appearing in doorway, "Is there a problem?"
Patient, "Your SUBORDINATE is being very rude to me!"
Boss, "Beccs?"
Me, "Just a misunderstanding. I think the patient needs to see a proctologist, not a cardiologist."
Boss, "Beccs!"
Patient, "What are you saying?"
Me, "You're an arsehole!"
Boss, "Beccs!!".
How's your day going?
Should have called her Karen to really drive the insult home.
"Never trust a fox. Looks like a dog, behaves like a cat."
~ Erin Hunter
Me, "Because of your weight, you're too big a risk for the surgery."
Patient, "What does that mean?"
Me, "You'll have to lose weight before I can operate. You're condition isn't life threatening, yet. Come back in six months and we can review your case."
Patient, "You're calling me fat??"
Me, "I'm saying you're overweight and you won't qualify for the surgery until you've lost some weight."
Patient, "I want to see your boss! You're being very rude!"
Me, "I've already consulted with my boss. He and I are off the same opinion."
Patient, "I demand an apology! You're calling me fat!"
*nurse has heard the conversation and is discreetly getting the boss*
Me, "I've already explained that you don't qualify for the surgery, and won't until you lose weight. Nowhere in this conversation have I used the word 'fat'."
Patient, standing, "You implied that I'm fat! I demand an apology and to see your boss."
Me, "You can either calm down or leave my office. Your choice."
Boss, appearing in doorway, "Is there a problem?"
Patient, "Your SUBORDINATE is being very rude to me!"
Boss, "Beccs?"
Me, "Just a misunderstanding. I think the patient needs to see a proctologist, not a cardiologist."
Boss, "Beccs!"
Patient, "What are you saying?"
Me, "You're an arsehole!"
Boss, "Beccs!!".
How's your day going?
Should have called her Karen to really drive the insult home.
(March 7, 2022 at 10:47 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: Thought about it...
The verbalization of my thoughts and the lack of impulse control when I'm upset surprisingly hasn't gotten me in trouble as a CNA yet. And I'm certain it hasn't gone unnoticed that biting my tongue simply isn't my forte.
"Never trust a fox. Looks like a dog, behaves like a cat."
~ Erin Hunter
Me, "Because of your weight, you're too big a risk for the surgery."
Patient, "What does that mean?"
Me, "You'll have to lose weight before I can operate. You're condition isn't life threatening, yet. Come back in six months and we can review your case."
Patient, "You're calling me fat??"
Me, "I'm saying you're overweight and you won't qualify for the surgery until you've lost some weight."
Patient, "I want to see your boss! You're being very rude!"
Me, "I've already consulted with my boss. He and I are off the same opinion."
Patient, "I demand an apology! You're calling me fat!"
*nurse has heard the conversation and is discreetly getting the boss*
Me, "I've already explained that you don't qualify for the surgery, and won't until you lose weight. Nowhere in this conversation have I used the word 'fat'."
Patient, standing, "You implied that I'm fat! I demand an apology and to see your boss."
Me, "You can either calm down or leave my office. Your choice."
Boss, appearing in doorway, "Is there a problem?"
Patient, "Your SUBORDINATE is being very rude to me!"
Boss, "Beccs?"
Me, "Just a misunderstanding. I think the patient needs to see a proctologist, not a cardiologist."
Boss, "Beccs!"
Patient, "What are you saying?"
Me, "You're an arsehole!"
Boss, "Beccs!!".
How's your day going?
My cardiologist tells me two things every time I see him. One is to stop losing weight and the other is that I am his only patient who can curl up in the chair in the exam room.* Apparently I am one of very few 'not fat' cardiac patients.
